I know not the word

but the meaning is sewn deep

into the seams of you and I

reinforcing the truths once more.

I know not the word

but the sound from your mouth

is sweet and hard

all at once like your love.

I know not the word

for I know nothing of words

only of what they represent

when they are symbolic of this

ineffable and pefect moment.

I know not the word

nor the place from which it comes

for words mean nothing

when replaced with gentle sighs

and knowing looks.

I know not the word

for I know nothing

and I don't mind at all.

10/21/2001

Posted on 10/21/2001
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