Tongue Twister

The same tongue that’s used

To tickle and taste, will tease

That heals, will bleed

Turmoil and greed

My speech is a seed

Sprouting love, growth, lust and mistrust

Germinating your psyche

With thoughts to ponder

Flowing with the fluidity of fresh water

All with the roof of my L

The breath in my I

The full-lipped bite of my F

And the effortless Ease of

The embrace that awakens the need to

Speak life instead of invisible daggers

No more confirmations of defeat

Or remnants of deceit

The victory will be if

It is up to me to speak

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