Water Over My Hands

“Suddenly I felt a misty consciousness as of something forgotten, a thrill of returning thought, and somehow the mystery of language was revealed to me”
                        –Helen Keller

I hear
            what you have
                        to say,
and listen to the textures
            of your words
                        as well;
            sifting and resifting
                        our small talks
                                    for more;
            as if any
could contain
than words
                        or more
between us
            than our muted
                          desires can
(April 2013)

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