Tagged: love poem

for seven stops on

for seven stops on
the L-train this morning, we
read our books, sneaking

in the tiniest expressions
just for each other to translate
.
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we are always more

we are always more
stunning when
together –
whatever the
ingredients
that come
our way, we
somehow make
it work
.
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inside your world is

inside your world is
my world, or perhaps it’s the
other way around,

or they’re lying side by side,
arms hooked, never letting go
.
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it’s natural to want

it’s natural to want
to explore the patterns of
the heart, how it takes

flight at the closeness of you,
localizing awareness
.
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autumn arrives, and

years later,

years later,
you are ready,
i am not –
and we realize
that only in moments
like these were
we ever going
to be certain
of each other
.
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the last time i dressed

the last time i dressed
up for you, we were
twenty-two
and unsure
of where we stood
with one another.
someone was playing
the piano on
stage, and, in the
dark, your
hand drifted
over. and then,
an entire
symphony.
only now
could we
recognize
the simplicity
.
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for every section

for every section
of the city i
have shared with
you, there are
innumerable parts
still hidden in
half-light
here’s to
the mysteries
we were meant
to solve together
.
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there is a love poem

there is a love poem
in every loaf
of bread, no
matter how
you carry
it home
to nibble
or devour
even if the
apartment is
a little messy
.
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i don’t suppose spinach

i don’t suppose spinach
ever dreams beyond sun,
water, cool soil, and more
sun. it may never
imagine being folded
so lovingly
, steamed
or lightly sautéed
with a touch of olive
oil and two cloves
of garlic. simplicity
sometimes eludes
the best of us
.
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