i want to be clear in these lines
like a window polished with
vinegar and newspaper squeaky
transparent what i’m speaking
of is the sound of love how so
often there is a tension to it
sometimes a sharp-edged
sword and a bite of toothiness
a toothless grin sharp words
long hard to listen to wisdom
this all comes from a lover’s
mouth along with a kiss tongued
to heaven leaving no thought
at all i lean in with courage
ready for all of it soft and harsh
love is not for sissies

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