When I say love, a limpet is what I become snug and steadfast, holding on to our rug, threadbare now from years beneath the weight of devotion fantast...Read more

when i say love, it's in the kiss that forever lingers on your lips, in the touches that promises not to fade. in my firm eyes, that wavers not. whe...Read more

when I say love I open my hands instead of my mouth. love is something I offer you like a lit match or a seed pressed into your palm for the garden b...Read more

When I say love, you are my poetry. I cherish you from the very first draft, written with my favorite pen. Dear to my heart, close inside my pocket, l...Read more

When I say, "love," What do you hear? When I say, "I love you," Is it just a middle syllable Like a metronome beat, Semantic satiation? Or do you fe...Read more

Let's read this poem together. Where Dust Never Collects by William Bortz when I say love, I mean I wait at the door for you to arrive; I...Read more