Hear Me Out

Your tongue pushes itself against mine,
thick lips block my passage and
we smile, like
two young cats in love…

You speak my lengua
So I listen.
Words flying in like heavy spirits to my ears.

You talk to me in dreams
And
before I can even remember the path that has led me to this place
I think of you
And find an escape.

Solitude has nothing on this moment
Alienation is merely an illusion
Compared to the language you have taught me.

If only this country spoke with the same conviction as you
If only this world understood you like I do.

And in my life it's always been a question
Of where
Or rather
What to become

And even though I have no home,
In you
I find my own tongue.