brasileira
I want to kiss
your language
shove & suck
of consonants
wail & pang
of vowels
caressing fricatives
spunky plosives
tongueslush
lovemud
probe & delve
tipsy whisperings
owlish shouts
I want to lock lips
with the mouth
forming your words
words that reach me
in a place
beyond understanding
words that electrify & lull
& promise & deny
I crave mad love
to the phonemes
to the dentals
voiced and unvoiced
to the glottal stops
to the loiter & drowse
to the lilt & thrust
to the banter & tease
to the chuckle & strut
to the pepper & pelt
to the sauce & spice
of your flesh-fashioned speech
Poetry by Uncle Meridian
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Written on 2024-05-10 at 16:05
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