Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Learning A Language

You are speaking
I feel myself pulled
Want to get closer
Become those sounds
Rolling in your mouth
Over tongue and lips

Maybe I will never
Be that close
But I feel the pull
To become those sounds
Feel them in my own mouth
Rolling over lips and tongue

Learning a language
One that makes me yearn
Finding the balance
Of fire and friendship
Resisting the pull
But lingering in those sounds

Each day I practice
Finding its place in my mouth
Perhaps one day
You will hear the sounds
And I shall be the pull
Drawing you closer

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