Your beauty is a foreign language. You
communicate intangibility
like tiny birds who whistle once and dart
away forever, never letting their
improvisation scat be catalogued
like lovesongs overplayed in stereo.
Your beauty is a tongue I don’t possess
within my mouth; I love it nonetheless.
I love you—love you for the cameo
appearances you master in the fogged
and frazzled play I stage. Your life is where
I fall in love; your love is where my heart
will fall in life: with you’s the sole ability
to be the whole that’s never fallen through.
Your beauty is a foreign language.
Your beauty is a foreign language.
"Every genuinely religious person is a heretic, and therefore a revolutionary" -- GBShaw
Re: Your beauty is a foreign language.
Oh man, THIS is beauty!
title alone brought me in and i am soooo effin glad it did...
love reading you Joel
title alone brought me in and i am soooo effin glad it did...
love reading you Joel
The path to true love isn't always straight.
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Re: Your beauty is a foreign language.
You are my Shakespeare, Joel. Such a beautiful poem.
Re: Your beauty is a foreign language.
Doll, you may have found a place of rest but I'm still on the trail.
Re: Your beauty is a foreign language.
danke. gracias.
"Every genuinely religious person is a heretic, and therefore a revolutionary" -- GBShaw
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