Thanks for the talk.
You know how I feel
and you know how I think
and you know how I mean
and you sense all the meanings
of all the thoughts
I am not thinking
and you cry the tears
that will not fall from my eyes
that are not seeing
and the infinite breadth without width
is no measure for the distance
that is just a breath beneath our fingertips.
What is this expression of love
but all the songs that remain unsung there,
just inside the quietest melody
that is the whispered impression
of all the knowing that is between us.
To PED
3.25.11
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