Another Language

It’s a foreign language to me these words that tumble
Like loose change from my lips.
Shock pools in my stomach as you reply in
The same words that seemed to pour from my lips, unfamiliar and untested by my tongue
Moments ago are returned like a lost pet to my ears
Making an anxious home in my brain.

This language, so similar to me but yet
Different to the receptors in my brain making me
Wonder if I’m translating the sounds from your mouth
Correctly, the lessons of this speech l had almost forgotten
Like the smile of a long lost friend.

Yet these words I know I shall never forget
Despite how many years past as we stand in
The pouring rain, skin soaked until it seems
To be made of the water that has fallen upon it
As you move closer to me, your heat radiating like a sun.

My heart skips as if it was hip hop dancing
Sending my breath into erratic bursts as we inch closer
Wondering if this was how Juliet felt when being courted
By her beloved Romeo in fair Verona so many years ago
Under the beautiful night sky.

You speak again slowly so I can respond to
The words that are being string like pearls on a necklace
Making me feel euphoric as I struggle to keep a
Red hue from making its way across my face
As the melody of words reaches my ears like a symphony

“I love you my darling.” These words make me want
To scream to the heavens with the joy coursing through my veins
As gentle hands move my hair away from my face as you inch
Closer to my red gates, which guard the words I speak
Swallowing my fear that comes with repeating these foreign words

Back to your ears, as I open my mouth I cannot help wondering
Did Esther feel this fear as she walked into Xerxes court to rescue
Her people as I gather my breath to form the words that I
Feel a deep seated need to speak back to you
“I, I,” Hesitation creeps into my heart holding back this un-native tongue

Struggling I close my eyes before opening them
Thankful that you are smiling, hand gently docked
Against my cheek keeping the hesitation at bay as I rest my
Hand against yours before I speak again
“I love you too”

These words send a smile to my face as we
Brush our lips together sending sparks up and down
My spine that travel throughout my body until it
Lights my eyes as they shine in the cloudy landscape
Giggling you gather me into your arms, a castle protecting its princess

“I love you” Foreign words have never sounded so
Sweet and innocent as we continue to stare at each other
Slowly learning another language, love’s sweetly madding language
And the ability to make sense of its strange words



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And oh look a happy love poem sneaks its way into my blog. :)

Orchestral Organic Missives: The Other Half of the Tango

Prelude
I want to be wrapped in you
Until I sing your song

I.
I can hear it. Your heart. It breaks the silence of the room. It beats in time with mine, trying to touch but dancing out of reach. You’re stiff but you are here. I watch. Will you speak? Do you hear me? I’m asking you to speak. I hear your roar and can’t help but smile on the inside. I will watch until you speak to me.

II.
You break the barrier. Distance isn’t an issue anymore as you weave your body into mine. I let you hold me, wrap your legs around me. You anchor me as your chin rests against my throat. I listen to your whispers as the years pass. But my world is cold at times and yet you long to understand. Your work isn’t in vain because it is hard to understand.

III.
We are separated. I dare not count the number of worlds and rules we break by just staring. They were made for a reason as I hid in my dark façade. I try to block you and the sunlight you bring out. I throw black holes and dying stars in my wake, begging you to go. But I am pleased to see that you will cross.

IV.
Gravity is broken. We both collapse, crushed and beaten by reality. Your macrocosm of aneurysms twists the sheets above and below as we both seize in wordless pleasure. My traitor tongue tries to spill the secret we seem to share. But I force it down and keep in its grave. The decay poisons and corrupts my body with your scent and spirit.

Interlude
My words are a tango, danced for your hands (your eyes) alone

Something I wrote after reading a poem online almost a year ago, so enjoy :)