love is not a to-do list
or a schedule
or a rota
it does not have
deadlines
or plans
or evaluation sheets
it does not run
to a timetable
or calendar
it does not keep time
or order
it does not make sense
or follow suit,
it does not keep track
it does not
make appointments
it smacks you
round the face
and the redness
does not
fade
Love this Lois! The ending was a bracing surprise.
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ouch Lois! I know how you feel. Excellent, expressive verse!
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Thanks!
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… and I thought I was blushing …
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