Squat.
When I walked through your front door
all i could see were legs.
your jean covered legs.
you were under your kitchen table
I had to squat to see your face.
You were carving my name
on the underside of the table
with a butter knife.
I laid on the cold tiles next to you
elbows touching.
I told you it might take a while
you said...
"It's ok, I think it's worth the wait"
-Shannon Masayo
Squat
You're the first woman I didn't rush to say "I love you" to,
Just to see if it would stick.
I didn't have to.
With you, everything just is. Nothing complicated.
No fireworks, but every day is a steady flame.
If there was a difference between "love" and "in-love,"
Then I may hurt your feelings.
But, I think they are just silly words, and most of the time,
People blame "in-" for mistakes,
and "not in-" as an excuse to walk away.
Semantics mean squat to me.
Love is loyalty.
Love is you and me.
-Tylor Sherman
i actually didn't know about this blog, shannon. what another pleasant surprise. i like this one too. there is power in its vividness. it's descriptive when necessary, simple in its structure, and conjures up all the feelings in the reader that initially inspired its creation.
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