So much better to have loved and lost-than never loved at all(who said That )

WHAT IS LOVE

Janet L. Harvey

Love is dirty like a back yard grass cutter

Carrying a front and back face

It manicures and pedicures the angles

Of the mind.

Love let you scream out your mothers maiden name

When the  clouds  shave in prep of a storm.

Love lets you speak in mindless curdles

And baby talk your way to the floor. shackled in

Shame less wanting- dangles on  floral curtains

By the window as they move in stew of hunger

Not considering the crystal vase & red roses watch from the dresser

Longing sprout upwards, fist of velvet fire

Flung  sheets unscrewed from mattress-

And the night breeze walking over naked flesh

Is never to be blamed when-

Love sticks its cook in your face pass midnight

And till morning the arrow still warm ; its head

Pointing behind your ears- years after

Love had a cigarette-

Roll over and snores-

While you search the ceiling for an orgasm