September 24, 2007

Love Poem 18

I used to pace
and I would wonder
and then I would fret
because I was waiting
for the second
that I would fall
out of love with you
if even just for a second

But then one days
I was eating breakfast
and I stared into
my coffeecup and laughed
because it came to me
as simply as all real revelations do
This is love, and it is unconditional

1 comment:

Christine said...

I totally just read this today :) It's awesome to see that you've got a consistent flow of work going on. Consider this encouragement to continue.