loving lips - Linda M. Crate

i love you
even when you're hard
to, and even when
you doubt me
there's no cutting these
ribbons tying
my heart to you
sometimes you put me through
fangs of agony
whose serpents give me
naught but pain,
and sometimes you roar
lions of rage
that terrify me;
sometimes you hiss the
warning of badgers i don't
heed, and at others
you claw at me with eagle's
talons insisting on prodding
melancholy out of me
always i love you
because you first noticed the
nerd and her glasses
behind her book,
and your arms
make me feel soft and your lips
tell me secrets you won't.

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Linda M. Crate  is a Pennsylvanian native born in Pittsburgh yet raised in the rural town of Conneautville. Her poetry, short stories, reviews, articles, and short stories have been published in a myriad of magazines. Her novel Amethyst Epiphany is forthcoming from Assent Publishing.