Learning
With songs
You touched
The poet
In me
Touched you.
A translation.
And I was left
Wanting
To learn
Your vocabulary,
To grasp
Your syntax
And relish
The struggle,
To know you
By heart.
To get
My tongue
Round you -
And have you
On the tip
Of it.
Speak…
Your mind.
Say to me
What you only
Say to yourself,
What you save for
Your journal;
In your own
Write.
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