My Foreign Love
Who are you?
Let me peer inside...
I'm not afraid to find
I could love you.
You're foreign
like no one I've ever known,
nothing like you grows near my home
so... different.
Yet your hands
are similar to mine,
both gentle and kind
and earthy like sand.
Your eyes,
curious and bold,
the mirror of mine
our reflections, both hold.
What do you adore?
What about do you wonder?
Maybe...you're only foreign
on the outside
maybe your feelings are like mine.
Maybe...I'm as foreign to you
something that puzzles you too.
Maybe...there's something we both know about
and feel strong about
and agree.
Maybe you're like me
and there's no such thing as foreign.
But if there is, I foreign love you.
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