Love in Native Tongues

Native Tongues

Every midkiss breath and moan with you
Is an exodus.
Of Truth.
Love.
The Genesis.
That’s why, to get any misconceptions out the way with
Their “out-of-lover” translations

We speak in our native tongue

And they dance. An Indigenous Artform. Involving the Simultaneous
Deconstruction
Of how art
Is formed.

Building buds playfully stack on top one another.
Reminiscent
Of the natural interaction between infants
The Basic Building Blocks of eternal relationships
Ships, weathering Bermuda Love Triangle storms
But We wont sink.

Just submerge ourselves in the depths of our demigod Poseidons

Talking in tongues, is talking in oceans. Tidaled in Salva.
Kisses representative of something like:
The Clash of the Titans.
Motion Picture Kisses rewind us to a time with all the above, previously mentioned elements… Building Buds. And Saliva.

Revert us to our native tongues.

Our Tribe. Called. Questlove.
Twisted Tongues. And
Folded Fingers.
Resembling Roots.
Of the Tree of Life,
Bonita,
Bonita.
So, through these midkiss breaths. Midkiss moans.
Free us Like Moses.
hearts stroll through Crimson Kisses.
Dangerous Waters.
We exhale intralinguistic hymns that can only rival the divine.
The way our tongues spiral, resemble the twisted staircase to heaven
From two young tongues
Hailing from the city of God.

Brooklyn, NY,

We smooch stories,
Bible-orgraphies,
Fables, Fairytales, whatever you want to call it, we
Des Tours de Babel,
Babylon( Babble on )
Get our
“Ba- father, Bel- God”
we get our church on in this daily religion of sacred sins

and here before us,
we have the interaction of our sacred objects:
Building Buds and Saliva.

Revert us to our original form:

The way our tongues clasp
So shamefully natural,
Tight
like minority encoded handshakes
Resemble
The Mystery of the Pyramids.

We kiss Egyptian. Whisper Messages from Mecca. Old Testament Heavens. Jesus high on cloud Nirvana Nine.

We don’t fear controversy. Nor clichés.

I love you’s never get old. Forever Fresh Chemistry is defined by the elixir of content and desire.

Drink up.
The levels in the tower of babel, only get higher.