How dramatic
love insists on being—
as if its source
were as uncommon
as a wildflower
into the warm air
of a Midwestern
February afternoon—
but it happens
all the time
and is as common
as the dandelions
that begin their long
stretch in April—
then August comes
bringing proof
that even the most
exotic and precious
blooms require
a kind of care
we are unable to give
when we find ourselves
waist high in weeds
we were certain
would never take root.











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