Call it love, it is not love

but lust or infatuation

you do not know me yet

I care not to know you still

 

Speak not of love, it is not love

but something dark; a sin

you do not know me here

I care not to know you yet

 

Shout not of love, it is not love

we bite and scratch and scream

you do not know me now

I care not to know you here

 

Knowledge is love and trust and hope

this is not what we have had

you do not know me still

I dare not to know you now