Thiago Ponce de Moraes - WHEN YOU BABBLE

WHEN YOU BABBLE those syllables
And I give back the night to you,
It is you in my mouth and your tongue
Is my tongue.
When your lips tremble
And I touch them with my skin,
I am right over your body and your body
Is my body.
When silence holds sway
And my eyes yours so close,
Our legs enlaced together, we exist,