Silent Languages

We slide our tongues with fluency
Over the languages
We make our own,
Wrapping mouths articulately
Around words that only we understand,
Written in rhythms only we can move in.
We speak sensuously, silently, slowly, in images,
Understanding intuitively the need for
Deeper meanings,
Harder, more powerful metaphors
To communicate with.
We lip read each other eagerly,
Greedily mute with a desire
That renders us capably incapable
Of any vocabulary but touch.
We voice each other
Us
We
Lingering over,
Then swallowing,
The separate,
You.
Me.

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