Love
Love is a translucent escort of two people
present but passive to the unconscious mind
Souls connected by an invisible embrace
Eyes all seeing, especially when screwed tightly shut
Love recommends two people join together
Love may discard frail predictions from Tinkers Heather
As Love is that meal thoughtfully prepared for a partner returning home/
a shared smoke/ a walk along a windswept moor
or Tea & toast in bed
In short the simpler gifts we impart to one & other
That to humble I is all Love is
no wonder then I spend another year alone
Lodging with my diabetic Mother.
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