love love love

love is love is love is love
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there are no hierarchies

i don’t love you more because you bought me something
i don’t love you more because you made me dinner
i don’t love you more because you drove me around a lot

i love you because you’re here

isn’t that what this is all about anyway?

there’s something camped inside my middle, waiting
the nights and the days with lanterns and books to pass the time

it’s stuck waiting for the snow to melt

i’ve got to stop pretending

z

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This entry was published on April 19, 2013 at 11:37 am. It’s filed under creative conversation, creativity, emotions and stuff, happy heart, happy life, honest conversation, life, life and living, life lately, love love love, personal stories, photography, poetry, words, writing and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

One thought on “love love love

  1. They say art helps the artist work out internal conflict. Sometimes you can just *see it happening. ;) Thank you for the poem, the thought.

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