Speech Class

I watch your lips move
in slow-motion, forming vowels;
exquisite o's and u's.

A glimpse of tongue tip,
curled at the back of your teeth -
more inviting than your smile,
more than your hello.

I stir.

I'm rude, already thinking
of the dirty words
you'll call out, scratching exclamations
onto my back while I grunt
ellipsis points.

(C) Jheric Saracho
June 21, 2007