Pidgin

Once upon a time I was fluent.
Navigating a new world, blending native tongues.
Together we talked
and understood
the nuances were keenly observed
between us
as onlookers struggled to decipher intonations but only
catching the harmony of the language.

Somewhere, somehow, I lost that ability.
And while I can only approximate what I only knew -
I could have sworn at one point when you said "oui"
it meant "you and me" -
I do know that when you asked me if I read your blog,
I hesitated
not because I hadn't,
but because I had.
A stranger in a foreign land
struggling to decipher intonations
catching the harmony of a new language.