not
not
not
a feeling.

not
a sentimental,
gooshy, wooshy
valentine’s day card
with pink hearts
splayed across the front,
bleeding soppy proclamations.

not
a fast dozen ruby roses
purchased at the 24hr market
wrapped in wrinkled tissue paper,
sporting a fat satiny crimson ribbon,
price tag (maybe) accidentally left on.

not
a pound of assorted —
soft-centres and nuts,
milk chocolate and dark,
(without a single coconut cream)
see’s candies in a heart-shaped box.

not
a peck on the cheek,
a passionate kiss,
a bear hug,
a back rub,
a cuddle,
a snuggle,
a gentle caress.

not
words
words
words.

here it is:
i know you love me
when
………(tired
…………..and
……………..really wanting to watch monday night football)
you wash the dinner dishes.

 

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PAD 26 in November

Write a love poem.