Make my mouth yours
And place my tongue on
your roof, better to form
my words,
before I speak them in poetry.
So take my thoughts
pressed hot to your ear,
so I can know your one
my self,
and make of me your other.
While my voice, when you
return it,
was hard used, for the better of we.
Is It Poetry
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-one-conceit/
