for the writer,
for the poet,
acts of love
are never enough.

we know that
sometimes the
best way
to express
those words:

"i love you,"

is in print  
right here
on the page.

we know that
we can
light a
forest fire
upon the
dampest of
kindling
wood.

we know that
we can
create a
sunny day
on the
darkest of
nights.

we know that
we can
express those
3 words
better than
any other
with a
slow methodical
glide of
our fingertips.

we are poets
that love
to write.

but we are
poets that,

love to live
what we
write.

we know that
we bring life
to what was
once dead.

we ALWAYS
do this.

so i ask you...

are you alive?