when i write about love
it is for the girl I grew up with,
it is for my father and my mother
and the three guys I've known since grade three
it is for the girls who met me at 15
and the two that remained till 22
if I write about love
I write about the love I understand and know well
I write about love for others; love I wrap with compassion
love I try to contain in silly words and letters
or love that I witness -
people loving despite
a daughter that seems happier
a mother that is still a bride
a man who walks a mile to fetch flowers
and then some when the florist has no iris
yes, it is well known
and my fate is etched on silver with gold
if I write about love it is for others
it is for others
it is for others
~ ៷
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