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
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
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A perfect encapsulation of love and the flummoxing of one's existence therein. I loved it.
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