Rapture

What is the secret tongue you speak 
as you utter sweet words of rapture?
What is the image your wide eyes seek?
What is the thought you're trying to capture?

Where is your mind when your body goes rigid? 
What do you see when the long waves roll?
Why do you cry those hot tears of joy 
when your emotions reel out of control?

Is there someone else inside you
desperately trying to break away?
I lie still and silent beside you
and watch the complex interplay.

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