Thursday, April 15, 2010

More

You don't know that I know
more than I let on -
your kisstouchlick smooth fingers running
over me through me for me

I know about the words you swallow
cheek pressed to pillow I know I know
what you look like when you sleep

You don't know that I want to know
more than you let on
I want the secrets pressed against your palm to press
against me

I want to know the letters your lips shape
when you lace prose across
different tongues

You don't know that
I could speak your language if you
listened closer.

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