You wear your baseball cap
To perfection
Can I have you just this way?
Gentle laugh
Born through white teeth

You wore cologne
Does that mean something?

And are there thoughts
Locked there?
Your tongue holding them hostage

Behind white teeth
And a laugh worn to perfection

If you have thoughts
Well I have ears

But my ears don't know your words
Not yet. Not yet.

Indeed for their beauty
Indeed for their meaning

In more ways than one
I want to learn your tongue
Be held hostage
Between white teeth
Folded into your laugh

And worn gentle –
Just this way