Marsha Singh · Jan 12, 2011
I have learned nothing except this

I'm still like a child
with love—

wanting more than my share,
impatient, reckless.

An unruly student,
I have learned nothing

except this:

Love is indefinite and
ill-defined,

but we should study
together
sometime.

 
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