i speak in tongues

i speak in tongues
become a straight shot of light
of life
from near to far
and jigsaw
i hold you in my hands
and make you one becoming one becoming one
my life grows crosswise
9 letters per box
each star another sun's sting
sweet
its dripping from my lips
my tongue catches dropping
from the creases of my words - the milk
and the honey
to devise wisdom from stones
i advise to squeeze the wetness from a round of cheese
then to break your knuckles on the rock
to guide from hand to sky, the dove
than to shoulder break, the fisted handfuls of flint.

rise
i love you