d e a r s e u n: I will sit and write Love for you

I’d like to move to your song

Maybe even sing along

If I catch your tune, your breath,
A couple of your words

A couple of hours, months, years later

We’re a couple of lovesick birds

Spilling hot ink across the ages

And ... doing something. Not profound

But human. And lovely.

And loving. And

Love.