Speak to me in your native tongue.  Tell me words I don’t understand.  I want to listen to your voice and not worry about what you mean or how it affects me.  Talk to me as if I’m someone you’ve always known and can converse with you normally.  I’ll watch your lips as they move and appreciate the way your tongue dances.

The words you say sound like music.  English is such a clunky language, as if it was a wagon wheel on a dirt road.  Your words, the way you speak them and the way they sing, are beautiful.  I’d give anything to hear your voice each night as I fell asleep.  Your soft tones would rock me into the most magical dreams.

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