Tuesday, 22 March 2016

Love Again

Love is your soft lashes
brushing my cheek
The way my heart beats when
I wait to hear from you
In the song that you had sent
And the place I was when your
"Want you" text beeped

Love is fingers wrapped
around coffee cups
Open pages in the books
you read; cadence in your poems
Passion in your voice
When you speak of worlds
Beyond ours, people,
plants and our planet

Love is gratitude for being yours
In a tiny space, for a little while
Greed for a little bit more,
just once more;
Solitude meant for two, 
emptiness that only you can fill.

Love is just you. And just me.
At times, it is about two being one.
At others, one plus one

Is somehow none too.




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