love doesn't cost anything
but a penny, a nickel, and a quarter.
a lucky penny, breaking the odds of rigid reality.
the nickel i found near your bed, after making love to you.
and a quarter, because all it took to fall in love with you was the first fourth of a second you held my hand.
Feb 24, 2018
Feb 24, 2018 at 9:56 PM UTC
love doesn't cost anything
but a penny, a nickel, and a quarter.
a lucky penny, breaking the odds of rigid reality.
the nickel i found near your bed, after making love to you.
and a quarter, because all it took to fall in love with you was the first fourth of a second you held my hand.
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