1.

I've spoken rather

Differently

Too triumphantly

Miss

I hope

You take no offence

They are after all

Merely a poet's words

And you know that it's permissable

To strip the dressed thoughts

Stark naked

And the bare ones

To dress with suits I fancy

Or

Has it been just as well for you

That I simply tell you I love you

The words everybody tells

To anybody

As a husband to his own wife,

Miss

I beg to differ

2.

Well

Thought is no good without the word

Or the word

Means nothing if mind is not engaged

You are such a dear,

You are Miss word

And I Mr. thought

This is how I've always seen it

Myself with you and yourself with me

Even

This love formula

Anywhere

If at all it survived

Modernity

So Miss word, you are attractive

When Mr. thought

Lends you his charm

3.

Come on

Let's make up ‘cause

Silence

Is anxiously watching

What's gonna happen with us

Anyway

Miss word

I feel like giving you a kiss

Only one

As I'm not sure how

A second or third may come

Let freedom live unfettered

Let the word

The mind

Speak whatever

They want

I now want

The first kiss