Handle Love

     i
Roll love
on your tongue:
roll it nicely
round&round
until it becomes 
slick with familiarity

slide it further
to the tip of tongue
till it almost reaches
the edge, let it hang
hang 
            with heaviness

but at the last minute
flick it back up
to touch the roof of mouth
stick like gum,
a reminder of its existence

scrape gently,
careful now
to remove it
and place it in a jar:
hear the brittle clinking 
as it hits the bottom:
now you can 
stare at the specimen
labelled "love:
intended to be preserved 
for life."

     ii
Fold love
twice,
place it in an envelope,
lick and seal it,
tuck it in your pocket,
button and keep it safe:
there's no insurance
for lost love:
you can't claim
it back

so take it 
wherever you go
and show love

how you love love

if you love love. iii Write love on the wall, on the desk, on a piece of paper, color it in, like school girls do, when they are "in love" -- no harm in it, for love -- at least it gets a mention. iv Pull love off the shelf, dust it, and read its yellowing pages: it has been around for ages, it waits, patiently for you to come by, and remember: bookmark it, for future reference. v Take love out on a date, seduce it with words, more words, touching it would not be so bad too, go ahead take love out for a ride, take it's picture for old times' sake, you will never regret it. vi Drink love in its entirety -- its pure form: it is not toxic -- at least, to some, one shot, daily, would do your body good this time, you can drink and drive. vii Wash love with your daily laundry, it adds color to anything it touches see love whirlwhirl and spread itself in soapy water through the washer window do not worry: it can withstand cold, heat, detergent, bleach, it is also machine-washable hang love to dry, let it meet the sun, bask under the holy light, receive blessing, now you can wear love. viii Pin love on your sleeve, declare it yours: it is you who have found it, lying by the sill of your window not the skeptics, who snicker, poke, gag, and say "it must be April" -- convince yourself that they do not know any better. ix Tug love at its side, like a child holding on to the hem of mother's skirt, bother it to come, beside your bed lay love slowly, down on your pillow, you will have pleasure watching it sleep. x Make love.

 

 

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