speaking here

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i have written your words on my skin
to hold while i learn to speak you.
shape my tongue and breath around names
that ache with the smell of you,
murmur exhaled ripples
along my palate
across your pebble bed back
to the edge of sandy places
where your forest being
crowds the shore.

i have written what the birds sing
and the shape of morning leaves
in letters and ink on my skin
to hold them close
until i learn
to speak you.

Learning

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One thought on “speaking here

  1. Beautiful poem.
    I would like to invite you to my blog party which is going on right now. It’s a lovely way of meeting and making new blogger friends. The party link is titled Summery blog party live link. Hope you do step in for a bit. Regards.

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