once you fell asleep i scoured dictionaries for a word to describe what you mean
when you awoke you caught me on the floor at 3 am
with Merriam-Webster's in my hand
and Oxford American's open face down on my leg
as i traced useless words with my fingers
and rolled them around on my tongue
"love", you whisper
"there isn't a word for everything"
Aug 21, 2013
Aug 21, 2013 at 4:59 PM UTC
once you fell asleep i scoured dictionaries for a word to describe what you mean
when you awoke you caught me on the floor at 3 am
with Merriam-Webster's in my hand
and Oxford American's open face down on my leg
as i traced useless words with my fingers
and rolled them around on my tongue
"love", you whisper
"there isn't a word for everything"
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