Someone once asked me to describe you,
and I couldn't.

I do not know you in words.

I only know you
by the way your heartbeat feels
when I lay my head on your chest,
by the way your lips curve at my feeble attempts at jokes,
by the way your eyes glisten during a sad movie scene, and
by the way you speak my name.

I do not know you in words.  
But I know you in love.