Written by m ennenbach

spoke(n)

she spoke a language
i had never heard
not one of words
but of kindness
not one of taking
yet one of need
when she spoke
i listened
with all of my senses
there was an
understanding
a heat
that went
from her eyes into mine
from her tongue
directly to my spine
from her lips
to mine
she was aware
that i would do anything
for her
to be hers
even for a fleeting
passage of her time
that would be
my eternity
just to hear her speak
that language
i had never known

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