love is sticky and dirty

not another love poem

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Okay, you got me, it IS another love poem!

But totally appropriate for Valentine’s Day - this is a poem I wrote after a heartache, the kind that brought me to my knees and made me write a poem out of spite. Out of the sheer desire to feel alive in embracing all the emotion that came along with the complexities of this little thing called, Love.

*disclaimer : while reading, please remember to sprinkle this moment in time captured in rhyme, with a grain of salt. It’s not my global view of Love, simply a moment captured.

Love is the Meat on the Bones of Life

love is sticky and dirty

sweet and complete

licked off the counter

like a leftover treat

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piercing my tongue

like a splinter, a thorn

it tears me down

and helps me transform

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love doesn't fit

in a 4x4 box

it's not tidy or neat

or like freshly cleaned socks

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it spills over the edge

like a perfect tsunami

conqu’ring all in its wake

and forgetting the ‘I’m sorry’

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yet,

love is the meat

on the bones of this life

the swagger in your step

the sharpness of your knife

***

the curl of your lip

a tuft of your hair

tangled ‘round my finger

in beautiful despair

***

an unintended smile

a pocketful o’ sunshine

the urgent need to run

and the smirk before the punchline

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it’s silky and curvy

fluid and flowy

intangible holy water

quenching my thirst, extra slowly

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the abundance of the sun's rays

on the core of my aching soul

it’s the ineffable elixir

that keeps us each whole

***

despite it all,

love is ALL

love is ALL

love is ALL

In deep gratitude, love, and a dash of humor,

Dr. Tamy, Soul Surgeon ✨Visit The MindFul Space : https://www.tmfspace.com/

*p.s. i love you❣️