Dear Love,
You are so much
more than bloodshot petals
and melting
chocolate
hearts in February
hearts in February
You are stronger
and more enduring
than your teenage lustiness
You ripen steadily in our hearts
nourished by lessons on the way
so that one day we wake
so that one day we wake
and see that it's the daily acts
not the loud declarations
that is what you meant all along
You are kind
You give
You open
and you
don't necessarily have to be written across the sky
You just are
in someone's eye,
or whispered,
or whispered,
or from their purse,
or you silver-line a soul
by jojobee
by jojobee
jojobee
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