I do not know what they are called-
The silences between each beat of my heart-
But I do know that each one of them
is filled by your name.
I do not know its name-
The color of the constellations in your eyes-
But I know that it will always
be my favorite hue.
I do not recognize the landscape,
The hills and valleys that race outside our windows,
But I know that it is all the home
that I will ever need.
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