On the other side of love
Sharon Rashbam Prop
Distant childhood
On the other side of love
waits an insult.
It always hovers
around the corner.
It can be small,
just a word,
one little word,
but what power it bears.
It pours over you,
from a beloved mouth,
a mouth you trust
the deep throat of love
the hell that lies in serenity
quietly lying in wait,
to open your eyes wide
to remind you
that you can never, ever.
be complacent.