J’Adoreby priscilla brett
Can you articulate the complexity of love?
Roll its softness off your tongue
and lap its dew off a lovers breast?
Are there words that seem to equate the unknowable,
The unspeakable
If
you claim to know the words,
You’ve never known it’s touch
For it is as unnameable, as it is beyond your grasp.
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