The angers burn

The angers burn

Speak to me so I can feel the words.
I'm in no mood to but will be listening,
I want to feel the angers wind burn.
It's through my silence I will discern,
the truths and lies from your words.
I will focus on your anger glistening,
watch its moves quick and subtle,
be real silent, give no rebuttal.
Speak to me and pull me to your eyes,
take me into the felt angers lies.

Let me calm and lesson my expressions.
Let me feel your presence so near.
I want to understand your words meaning.
I won't be interrupting or demeaning.
Speak to me of misguided digressions,
and I will watch to let the anger sear.
Let us speak of what's on your mind,
of the look you hold, I now view to find.
Speak to me and force me to your eyes,
let me feel the angers burn from the lies.