Love is Not Neat

Love is not neat,
or orderly;
It cannot be labeled or filed.

It is rusty and worn,
bright and flowery,
hard of hearing

and half blind.

Love is not an antique
or heirloom,
not a fear or firework remembered.

Love is not safe,

but rife with risk
worth the leap,
worth the riotous beating of your heart,

the passion and fear,
worth,
always, always worth

everything.

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The picture is from an antique shop in Chester, VT.

Tom