#NaPoWriMo Day 6
Inspired by the poems from Poetry International.
Foreign Words...
Your soft spun words slip like mutton from my mouth
I speak and your starlit reflections turn to mud
With my voice your sounds distort and your echo is gone
Your softness is hardened, your sharpness now dull
Yet we are connected
You see what I see
We breathe the same air
as we dance on this Earth
So I will pause, breathe your breath,
place a hand on your heart
Feel your ecstacy,
your pain, your love and your World
Let's gather together and rise up on fire
with the gift of tongues
from each other's land
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