Somewhere in the Cosmos I always have
Somewhere in Eternity I always will
time and space collapse in the face of love
seconds minutes hours days weeks
months quarters years decades
centuries go by and love does not move
except to grow expand thicken if allowed
love claims its space and its admirers
its devotees and its worshipers
makes an altar fit for hearts and lungs
limbs and backs to lean in to
love fills vacuums nature leaves
occupies matters places and
cannot be removed or replaced
by anything; doesn't move over
to make room for apathy or
enmity or fear or any other thing
that leaves its calling card
love is not interested in debate
argument dismissive statements
doubt but will start over as often
as necessary for the one who
loves to get it right
love remains and remains
and no matter how many times
rejected ignored refused
it stays
© Valerie Bridgeman
March 17, 2013
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