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You’re still so new to me

My tongue barely knows the
skin of your words

flickers
teases
drums to be let in

drums hard pounds
and judges reverberations
searching for meaning
searching for translation

tastes unknown
taste saturated in oils
in juices dripping from
splits in the rind

The skin of your words
a permeable sheath over
tender brilliance
I’ve yet to know…

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