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LABOR OF LOVE
I used to glue little stars
on paper; write my name
just below the words, “I love you”
sending them to people
I care. They accept it and pretend
how much they understand about love
their glances slide past the card
vowing to keep it
for as long as the stillness
of the drawer gathers dust.
But they haven’t touched love
because the love I made was embedded
at the back of the stars
where the glue and the paper
have connected.
You have touch me in a place where my heart goes to protect its self from the feelings of such meaning; I feel a sense of blessings as well as a sadness that brings to mind when I could have been a better person. The love I have inside of me feels like water; only those who truly thirst can quench the necessary beauty of home; I've lived before and so did she. I shall retire on such a bedtime sweetness as this! Love is without labor and where there is labor a new life begins in birth! Nathaniel