sometimes i think we're all fools.

Love Poem

moderateclimates:

You kissed my hair away
       and whispered warmmoist, soft
              against my ear
                      I love you 

and I
       stroked your hair
                                 held you tight
                                                      kissed your mouth 

said nothing, dumbstruck by love
said nothing about our love
said nothing, my love
said nothing

— — Wendy Scott, 1974