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no explanation
my tears
don’t ask questions
and my mind unable
to compute
their meaning
do they taste of joy?
is their sweetness
speaking of a sadness lifting?
no calculus can square
my feelings
no answer
sufficiently describe what happens
when our hearts meet
no explanation
measures the level of their resonance
my experience of you,
of us
escapes comparison
my words and their feint echo
can never replace
being with you