Love Jones

Every
now and then,
I get a
love jones
for your smell,
chemistry
broken down
to
the bits,
and
a saunter
into
all of the
in betweens
of
what we need
to
do to loosen
up
these
clothes.
I get
a
love jones
to
figure out
which button
to
start with first,
or
which lip
I need
to focus on
later.
If we’re
ready,
I’ll
even get a
love jones
to
piecemeal
our history
together,
only
to
repeat
those parts
that
blend
with our nowness
and
foreverness.
See,
what this
poet
means is
that
we didn’t just
appear
to
give
and receive love,
but
we
are the
very
thing
called love
through
and through.

M.C. Davis

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