Poem no.1 Sometimes love is like water over stone

Sometimes love is like water over stone.
The precious memories we have gathered up and made our own
lie quiet and still like small, cool pebbles
in each cupped palm.
Then love, like water, trickling clear across the skin,
washes the surface of each small clear moment
eases into every nook and cranny
and fills the spaces that we cannot see.

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