I know you are listening to me
listening for something
I know you are writing to me
here within your swinging
I know you are reading me
in a language which is not ours
guessing at some words
puzzling over others
while the next wave carries you forward
beyond my understanding
keep on reading I am listening
in a language I know slightly
guessing at some words
puzzling over others
struggling
carried on by something in you that speaks
I am ordering your words
for flow for pulse and breath
for voice for how your body translates into sound
rouse me stir me
awake my delight
wave-to-wave
lip-to-lip
spark-to-spark
endlessly fluid
endlessly flexible
you are made of breathing
your surface tension more durable and daring than ever
good enough to eat to crunch between my teeth
to feel your juices bursting under my tongue
I start trusting the pleasures in strangeness
I am learning your language


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