Caressing the conversation,
the back and forth play,
for an intimacy beyond
the day’s drab discourse,
She tastes each phrase,
rolls slow syllables
around her tongue
like an adulterous kiss.
She knows, hidden within
these folds, lies a nub
of meaning to be mouthed
like twined secrets in the dark:
“Speak with me,” she whispers,
“come to me through your words.”
(February 2013)
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