such is the power of love
her pick-me-up, now twice over
iced chai lattes with oat milk
sitting like little grannies, we knit
or crochet, quilt, embroider, etc. etc.
with pricked fingers like mini-stigmatas
and we sip, glancing up together
both eavesdropping on the actual grandmas
giggling with eyes-alone at the image of our future selves
tonight we'll walk home
she'll stare at the moon, as I stare at her
I'll save worms on the sidewalk, she'll stare at me
hearts pounding with admiration,
crabbed flesh so aching for union
that once home, we transcend earthly bounds
for such is the power of love
which transforms the lover into the beloved
and, in our case, vice-versa
Jun 3, 2025
Jun 3, 2025 at 11:43 PM UTC
such is the power of love
her pick-me-up, now twice over
iced chai lattes with oat milk
sitting like little grannies, we knit
or crochet, quilt, embroider, etc. etc.
with pricked fingers like mini-stigmatas
and we sip, glancing up together
both eavesdropping on the actual grandmas
giggling with eyes-alone at the image of our future selves
tonight we'll walk home
she'll stare at the moon, as I stare at her
I'll save worms on the sidewalk, she'll stare at me
hearts pounding with admiration,
crabbed flesh so aching for union
that once home, we transcend earthly bounds
for such is the power of love
which transforms the lover into the beloved
and, in our case, vice-versa
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