Learning to Speak

It isn't enough,

I need to be your skin

your blood, your territory

your words, I want to sit there

I want to be the air around you

and the places you rest

We look at eachother and

your skin becomes my skin

your blood heats mine

and so much passes between us

Silent and loud and passionate but calm

Suddenly words aren't necessary

But so cautious

On the surface of the water the

ripples are soft, and you would

never see the great calamity beneath

I open when you open

I close when you close

I show when you do