Love Poem: Evidence
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Written by: Taylor Graham


A deputy leads the way
up a winding mountain road
to a pullout by a bridge.
From there, we hike up rabbit trails
and shimmy over logs
with late spring runoff
rushing underneath.
	At last we come 
to a grassy fringe of meadow,
lush with lupine, buttercups 
and columbine. The deputy 
points to a length
of floral silk
tossed aside, now circled 
with police tape
yellow as butterweed.
	We search, but 
we find nothing. 
No dead body, no 
evidence of crime. 
I gaze out over the lake
and wonder what lovers 
happened on this place 
forgetful as heaven, and left
only this proof