I would love to spend days printing, reading,
studying, understanding the poems
I don’t even always know what they mean
Often, they are premonitions
they are clues, also
to hidden spirits
in ourselves
and they are avenues of discussion
road maps, guides, to each others hearts
The more humbly we serve, and understand
our poetry, in all its nuance, contradictions
and revelations
the more honest we will be
the more forgiving and understanding
the more delicate we can be
the less we will assume
the less we will judge
the less we will hurt
Love is like electricity
our hearts are generators
and poetry is the power line
Without it, we will be shocked
by our own powerfully electric love