the glow/the flameA Poem by alan khanyears of closeness tear away the unnecessary bits.. the cuteness, the need for validation, the spoken acknowledgments, the image of a living messiah, the notions of a savior .. you’re left with this human being whom you often despise, the silent awareness of their imperfection, and the beautiful realization that those imperfections made you reevaluate how beautiful a human being can actually be. you’re left with love. not the glow of it’s light, the searing flame. © 2013 alan khanReviews
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