come, sunlight
let us sit tight
side by side
let us have
a chat or tete-a-tete
beside silences sliced

you know quite a few
idiomatic phrases
of my night-coded dialect
and i understand some
basic syntax
of your seven coloured speech

we do not have
a common language
we do not need
a common language
yet on a quiet corner
of private afternoon
we can conduct a dialogue
without any god
as our interpreter