There are elements about love that I clearly do not understand, and yet I find myself drawn, attracted to the idea that it isn’t what we initially think, but rather the patience, endurance, the unrevealing characteristics that we learn to fall for. That vulnerable side, once exposed, sometimes turns out to be the most beautiful sight ever seen.

the elements of love,
there written across papers
ornamental, linear and
horizontal; scribbles,
doodles, calligraphy, but it
doesn’t matter as much
as kisses on foreheads,
laughter not far
from a voice… your voice
that can crack ice and
still leave me wanting to
hear more, make you speak
more; as though every failed
attempt to harmonize is the
sweetest lullaby I’ll ever hear

-mr gahon 6/10/14


About mr gahon

poet... writer... culinarian... i like to work with food that appeals to the senses, write words that taste even better View all posts by mr gahon

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