I have seen love before.
and I don't imagine her enough.
I've seen love standing next to the street, with a dog.
I've seen love standing in line at Baskin Robins, when I opened the door.
I have layed in my own bed next to someone my whole family trusted. I didn't really ever see Love there.
I thought i'd mention that I have a new bed now.
I think i'll meet love on July the fourth on a Salt City street. I'll be wearing marabou shoes and there will be a sparkler in my hand.
I know I saw love in the eyes of a small dog at the animal shelter once. I wish i'd adopted that dog, looking back.
I saw love there again, and I took her home to live with me and I call her Delores.
I've seen love at the dollar store, a man with cutoff camo sleeves I remember still.
It's times of empathy where I have seen Love.
Love is a patient lady.
I've had a heart that aches ever since I remember my parents taking me to Westwood elementary. and my dad talking to woman about how bad drivers from California are.
I remember feeling out of time since I was crying on the couch over something a blonde girl said. She wore a Grateful Dead sweater. I never knew how to reach her.
I have seen Love roll her eyes. I've watched her walk out of a candle lit room.
I saw love in a parking lot once. and I can tell you about a few boys who have liked me for my tenderness and my teary eyes.
I decide that Love isn't somewhere else. I am she. and I carry her wherever I go.
So should I set a date to see her, there she will appear.
I wanted to tell you that nobody is out of time.
and that I know now how to get someone to carry me up the stairs.
I haven't seen a lot of Love yet. But I will.
and that's where I will grow.
In rose gardens
or docks in south states
or other peoples guest room closets
There she and I will smile at one another.
