Friday, October 3, 2014

Headline Poem 10/3/14 -- I know

I know 

I know that love is not a 
simple thing. 
It is more than a mouth to kiss, 
from a stranger at sunset. 
It is more than a golden layered lasso, 
given as a gift 
from the generation
before us. 
Love is tongue-tied 
and twisted, 
a vine free to 
grow blissfully 
without warning.