There's a word for the way sunlight streams through leaves
There's a word for the feeling you get when you remember what to say
after someone walks away
There's a word for sentimental longing of the past
It's called nostalgia.
There's a word for people who don't say "thank you" when you open the door for them
It's called jackass.
There should be a word for the way you look at me and I suddenly can't control my mouth.
Actually, I think it's just called
I'm a teenage girl and the cute guy in my math class is talking to me.
There should be a word for how contagious that smile is.
There is a name for every type of tooth in your mouth
incisor, molar, cuspid,
but not for all of them aligned in an arc that shoots knots into my stomach
There is a word for the stars and colors you see behind closed eyelids
and for the way people's eyes form wrinkles when they smile,
but not for the stars you see the moment your eyes fall shut when you fall asleep
but not for the way your wrinkles map out the experiences you've seen
every line on you is part of a poem
I like the taste of them in my mouth
every freckle that the sun has branded on you is a star
I'd like to study the constellations they form
Physics says I'm universally attracted to you.
Biology says we're anatomically built for each other.
Chemistry says yes, it exists between us.
Geology says you rock.
Psychology says there's a reason I think of you so often.
There's a word for when you have too many emotions to make sense of
and the only way to understand them is through metaphors and analogies.
It's called poetry.
Poetry says we're all human
and there's always words for the things we feel.