By Joe Perez
I am not
In love.
Love is
Of Me.
Love is
Upon Me.
Love is
Above Me.
Love is
Below Me.
Love brings
Me Alive.
Love begins
With Light.
Love descends
To Delight.
Love begins
With a Lie:
That Light
Precedes
The “I.”
Of: A preposition
Expressing the
Relationship of
Part and whole.
Of: In the position
Of Love’s Center,
Its Schwa sweeping
Love’s foyer.
There is no
Love without Of.
Light precedes
Relationship
But truly
Not the Eye
Which sees
In Light
And Darkness,
In Life
And Death.
Where is Love going?
To evolve.
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