Words Between

You will say something unexpected, a sudden potency will bruise my blood. I mention an ordinary thing and you show me how my words are clouds beneath your skin. An invisible tissue connects our common language. I imagine the tympanic bones of our ears as they converse in their contrary vibrations, duets that we sing from different rooms. You say an odd thing which I cannot translate. I comment upon something you have no knowledge of. In-between the words campfires ignite in synaptic junctions. Eventually we arrive at an understanding, practice a deep listening ignoring all dictionary meanings.