True Love Is Like Poetry

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True love is aesthetic
and destructive just like poetry.
 
It demands deep feelings
to be understood.
 
It’s the cracks where flowers
grow between the words.
 
It’s the real thing than
it is the echo.
 
It’s listening.
It’s empathy in its most
sexy form.
 
It’s music.
It’s a random act of kindness.
 
It’s spontaneous
like breaking something
and saying sorry to someone.
 
It’s powerful.
It contains formlessness
and it always compromises.
 
It’s in knowing that
you know nothing about anything.
 
It cannot be explained
and it’s mad but in a good way.
 
It’s hard work.
It needs a lot of editing
and forgiveness and learning.
 
It’s the teacher of the broken.
It’s an autobiography of time shared.
 
It’s familiar.
It’s a place for expression.
It’s a place for what we call home.