I know what love tastes like, I taste it when we kiss.
It tastes like melted honey on fever swollen lips.
I know what love looks like, I see it in your eyes.
It sparkles when I laugh, swells in anguish when I cry.
I know what love feels like, it lives in your embrace.
It's butterflies inside me when we walk with fingers laced.
I know what love smells like, it smells like cigarettes.
It smells like smoke and love-making, the mixture of our sweat.
I know what love sounds like, I hear it when you breathe.
The pitter-patter of your heartbeat, tiny murmurs in your sleep.
People laugh at me and mock me, say that love doesn't exist
I just smile at them and whisper "I know what love is"