Simple Love
It’s as simple as
a child plucking a rose
from a neighbor’s flower bed
It’s as simple as
her mother’s kiss on
her thorn-pricked thumb
It’s as simple as
the fallen petals waiting
to be glued back together
Complex as breathing
complex as stealing a child’s nose
complex as a ten piece puzzle
It’s as simple as
taking pen to white paper
and thinking about you
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