Every move, every sound we make
Speaks a language, each syllable
Encrusted and dripping with sweet meaning,
Like tempura in some exotic sauce,
Perfectly exquisite--
Mingled tastes on the tongue
Shared with one another.
We feast and play and sing as
Our bright boat moves through unknown waters,
Sails filled with courage,
Our wake a stream of waves
Rippling through eternity.
