What I Know

I know that words from me

are as insubstantial as smoke.

I know that my promises

are one shade of purple

short of black

for I've bent and broken my share.

I know that my need for you

is an intense vibration of truth.

I know that I feel you

 deep,

 at my very core.

I know that I taste

even the sound of you.

I know your scent

is as comforting as

the spring rain is

to newly planted flowers.

I know that we dance best

beneath cotton sheets,

graceful as starlight

at the edge of night.

but I also know

being soaked by you

isn't enough

I need to be taken into

the darkest of your waters

saturated through the night

until twilight gives way

to the dawn of a new day.

then

you and me

~we~

will truly

Know

~j~

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