words get lost but we are found

we go to places
that have no names
so that there is no temptation
to try to put ourselves into words
which always fail to deliver
on their true meaning

there are no directions
i could give anyone
to arrive at the place where we are
which is probably for the best
the only reason there’s room
for the two of us
is that we are one

and the more lost i get
the more i find
that this is the place
i am supposed to be

nowhere in particular
and everywhere at the same time

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