jayn
December 2021
With peremptory speed
you closed the white, iron gate
between you and me
Conflicted
you raised walls
Open armed, I said
That’s bullshit, my love
You said
That’s all over now
adding gruffly
It’s time to move on
Sometimes bravery is a habit
Tired old words from tired old men
who fear themselves
I opened the other gate
and stepped around your barricades
I hugged you anyway
You didnt hold me with your hands
so I held you with mine gently
conflicted
I whispered
Honey, I still love you
Love is like that