he concedes that

she can be

…. distracting

but coyly confesses

the diversions

are welcome

as if

her words

like driftwood debris

swirling amidst his

stubborn tidal waves

give meaning to

the undertow

as if

her smile

like candy wrappers

strewn along his

love’s lost highways

add decoration to

the landscape

as if

her kiss

like vines of English ivy

climbing across his

lips’ lonely buildings

give strength to

the foundations

a.duncan, 2016



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Amor et melle et felle est fecundissimus || Love is rich with both honey and venom

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