There are shadows in “I love you”
Not just love, not just that
Traces of time lying around
There is a contract in these words
You say love in its language
And for me, words are useless
If you need hostage sentences
Like a seal on parchment
So know that I
Know the
Know that I
There is dying in “I love you”
There is “I only see you”
Die to the world, to its poems
No longer read only your own rhymes
A dishonest ploy
These three words do not affirm
There is a question in “I love you”
Who asks “and do you love me?”
So know that I
Know the
Know that I