Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Love, rinse, repeat

What can be said that
has not been
uttered by thousands before me.

I am no Rumi or
Shakespeare or Shelley.
I  trip over trite words

and into your ready arms,
laughing at the
foot in my bumbling mouth.

April PAD #24 - love or anti-love

1 comment:

  1. A perfect encapsulation of love and the flummoxing of one's existence therein. I loved it.



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