Dissolved. A Love Poem

jester (2)

In love,
the two
meld into
one desire,
one breath,
one call;
To innumerate
the ways to
life itself
is to cease
the faithful
path.
In love,
counting is a
jester’s tale
of laughter
at the
fool.
Love.
Impassioned,
walk.
Be the one
who disappears
at love’s
door.

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