love
(written 2005 | dedicated to my beloved husband)

love cannot break
it constantly moves
like fire like water
not a stone or a boulder
but it is a foundation
that must be built upon
not follow the weather
and survive when novelty’s gone

it is a dance
with no need for music
no steps, unrehearsed
not coy, sans pretense
in its barest, at its best

but it captivates
at its loudest
and grows intimate
in the most silent

it can stand alone
without equation
it is love when language ceases
when each letter of love decreases

and when love lingers
after my last breath
you’ll know that i had loved
and that i had loved my best