When We Love

There’s this thing that I do,
​That we do,
Sometimes
When we love.


When we love,

I, we...
hear but don’t see,
stand firm in the quick sand,
fight and lose simultaneously,
with or without your outstretched hand.

When we love,
it heals and it serves
and it leaps and it blurs all sharp edges,

for you.

But for us...

But for us...

What will it do?

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- A. Voice