LOVE Poem: One’s tale is another story, by Taylor Kaigler

I saw love in their eyes. The kind that leaves you wondering what they’re thinking. They scan over your life like a book with missing pages, licking their index finger so as to not dent the pages. Dusting off the surface from past neglect. Their head never turns and their expression stays absent . No matter how much time passed they always found their way back, putting a bookmark in the spine & placing you down to rest. They teach you patience. No amount of “I love you’s” have been equivalent to what they can show you. So you wait, keeping that same book cover present, hoping that they pick you back up again. And they do, dusting you off like fragile glass, turning on every light in the room, & putting on their reading glasses to get a better view.

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