Love

Love

Walks on the beach.

The book you couldn't put down;

the one you'd still read over and over.

Questions,

you took them for granted.

Friends.

A lover.

Thoughts, memories-- like stained-glass,

their cells expand

with distance,

with time - still,

each morning you wake

to their glow;

those blues and greens;

tints of yellow mixed with red,

proof Love still exists long

after memory can admit.

And some say it's these things shape us;

others say it's the no-things;

I say it's a task of the two-

when outlines fade;

distance and light - just right;

and those thoughts you had five seconds ago --

not to be applied too soon.

Something.

Nothing.

Somethingnothing.

Like real life, 

can make you wonder - this journey, if who's, it is. 

Reviews

[Calissa Knox]

This poem is full of emotion in the beginning, then it gets very insightful at the end. I think the ending is perfect because it made me ponder. A beautiful piece of writing. I really enjoyed reading this!