Love is how the world speaks to you.
Feeds you.
Fills you.
Finds you.
Love is how the world…
Grilled Cheese and Tomato Soups
Golden
I mean,
This bread was crisped to a perfection
Like golden wheat
Like an audacious statement
That felt so true:
I made this grilled cheese sandwich
With enough care to satisfy your hunger
This is how I will feed Love to you.
My Mooch.
Elbow Grease On Kitchen Dishes
Good Golly
Oh gosh,
This stain will just
Not scrub off!
You said I looked at you
And said,
“We’ll need some elbow grease
To get these stains off!”
The more you grow
The more I remember how you sprouted
And as you’ve grown
I’ve learned to Love every ring of you.
Knuckles Dug In Stomach
That night I laid
Intestines pounding
Your hands they wrought
The knots away
Like kneading dough
Like needing knuckles
To grind and grit
Well into moonlit hours
Love was:
Your hands
Pulverizing the pain in my stomach.


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