Happy Valentine's Day
I've wanted to write this poem for the last few days
But I keep losing the lines.
Things get erased.
Concepts never clearly articulated
Or realized. All that remains are
Just fragments, like:
"Maneuverable Joy."
"I see the love between the hate."
And: "Is this how you treat the people you love?"
Is this how we treat the people we love?
You see?
I never lost the poem.
It only now appears in the present.
Just as the nature of love does.
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