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A Conjugation of Love
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The Place
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Many Years Later
You still sit beside me as I rested after a long day,
brushing my hair out of my face.
At dusk we go into the kitchen,
you wash the lettuce and tell me about your day,
I laugh, forget things, and cut carrots into funny shapes.
And there are breadcrumbs and spilled wine on the tablecloth,
we still haven’t quite figured out how to be better at this,
but in the fading sunlight we are learning, God we are learning.
Before falling asleep
I look for your hand to touch mine.
Love is not difficult.
Not difficult at all.
Prayer
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Lately
I have been writing about us,
fervently, constantly, and endlessly,
so we don’t one day become memories – ashes
of a great fire that once burned down an entire city
in my chest.
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Final Chapter
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Hi, Jesse
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Spring
Even when we talk, we share
between us an infinite silence.
Beneath all the small words we give
each other, “how was your day?”
“look, the sun is setting.”
there is a silence as patient as
the warm soil of a spring garden
under which seeds of desire sleep.
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