Our full heart

main-f0fe47502643bfa3cd01e1536fd2ba8514666262Nine told me

love was chasing and pinching

love was not, little boys grabbing fleshy parts

love was sharing the last Xmas chocolate

and wiping the stains with the corner of your cardigan

Sixteen told me

love was chasing and pinching

love was not, young men grabbing fleshy parts

love was found beneath eider down

finding out the workings of bodies yet grown

and the tender string of hearts unaware of how

deep their timber could sound

Twenty five told me

love was chasing and pinching

love was not, shorn-haired women in bars, grabbing fleshy parts

love was discovered in the shape of a woman’s mouth

how it resembled the moon covered over with darkness

culminating in a smile that stole

the very backbone of words

Forty told me

love was chasing and pinching

love was not, middle-aged men in Starbucks, grabbing fleshy parts

love was molded from piano keys played in harmony

as day slowed and sky swept with wonder

overhead us while walking hand in hand

ruby leaves crunching underfoot

Sixty told me

love is remembering being chased and pinched

love is not, the disregard of all the years before

but a remembrance of each step taken

love is the emptiness of a house without you, watching for return

love is the gentle dent of your body as it lies

ever long against me

always a little empty without

our full heart

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