Where were we when you said
It is okay for me to say "tu"?
I could not reciprocate, there is nothing
in English to convey such subtle change
That step from formal to familiar
From mannered speech to intimate
It exposed the Anglo-Saxon in me too
My lack of ease dealing in grey
My lack of language to express
Emotions too layered for me to grasp
Our travelling to and fro
Became too much
From me to you and you to me
To be apart meant to ache
To be together meant knowing
We two would soon have to part
When we reached where the way divides
We knew we'd take two different paths
n.b. NaPoWriMo 2022 Day Twenty-Two prompt: Repetition.
S’il te plaît ?
Thank you…🙄 Blimming English monolinguist that I am! I am ashamed.
Reading this poem felt like a wave–beautifully crafted. The ache is palpable and yet the parting feels romantic–almost hopeful. Or perhaps, it’s the romantic in me. I like happy endings:)
Incidentally, I, too wrote about language for this prompt.
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