since you left I have had to reshape my idea of what love is


love used to be coupled in your hands
between your arms
chest to crumpled cheek
bone to rib cage bone


love used to be chocol­ate smeared bod­ies
showers together
two lives that didn’t quite fit
but we made it any­way


soon I’ll be with someone new
someone I can’t dream up now
soon their hands will be my love
their eyes on mine
over a crowded room
hands to hip bone bend
will mean




but the trick is
chan­ging what love means
without for­get­ting what it once meant


I don’t want to for­get
that love once meant


and that to you
love once meant

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