when you imagine touch
when you hold your energy in your first chakra
when your lungs expand and fill with breath
love is the way a smile hits your mouth
and your eyes
when you remember what
love feels like
the soft rhythm of soul
a beat
listen to my heartbeat*
love is even in the footstep of an angry lover
and the slamming of a door
when colored light fills the sky
or hits a surface just so
in the brilliance of shell, of wings
flight
love is the heart, tickle
when the object of love is present,
a glance, and the muscle
the way a tear drop warms your cheek
it's the wind
leaves rustling
water flowing
the scent of an ocean, rock
in a cocktail decorated with nasturtium
twist ties
glitter, metal, smiley face, laughter, lint, broken glass
the stranger who elicits what you've lost and what you long for
it's the shape of a word, the stroke of a brush on paper, a note held by horn, brass bowl, keyboard, voice
it's birth, acceptance, holding the hand of the dying, forgiveness and allowing what is
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