she said I like your mental vocabulary
not in a sense of how smart you sound but in a sense of how smart you can see
I like how you paint with your head
then rub the brush with your tongue
I like the colors of your voice
your mental vocabulary
in a sense that I like how you paint pictures with your head
how you dip your tounge in your heart
and then paint once more a beautiful picture with your voice
I really like it when you talk and like it even more when you don't
because what comes from you either words or silence paints a heavenly picture to me
I really like it when you are here
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem