Poems of Love and Longing
This Silent Language Between Us
You speak to me in paisley on velvet
I speak to you in embroidered cashmere.
I show you the cascade of my hair, turquoise
and silver, abalone bear with a coral heart-line.
You show me the fire in your eyes, grapes
on silk, curves of Japanese clouds on black.
You give me a box of English caramels
and I give you a poem.
You offer me an orange in the palm
of your hand and I take it.
We are natives of this fluent language
We mean every word we do not say.
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