Love Makes Sense

Mom told me that love
only sometimes makes sense
when illustrated with an enigmatic grin
and tears that touch your chin.
Love, it doesn’t have to carry
any weight by way of making sense.
Ask me in a week or two.
We signed copies of lifelong decisions.
Love, it only makes sense when I’m in it.

(© 2022 AC)

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