Misguided Architecture [Poem]

I have no idea how to remedy
the angles and gaps between us
Only to say what seems painfully complex and beyond understanding in one second
seems so simple the next
and I think that if we could remove the impotent maze of language
and return to our native tongue of touch and sense
the haze would lift and breath and bodies be so simply one
as they were meant to be
despite all the misguided architecture
of our best intentions

From the book "Being" by Amber Jade
Copyright 2000 Amber Jade
This poem is also published to the Library of Congress in "Letters From the Soul"