some love

some love is a race
a freight train
running late,
an s.o.s.,
scarlet sky requesting
a kiss
one is powerless
to deny.

some love brews low
till it bubbles
in time
seasoned with knowing
crimson dew.

3.20.02

© Eliza Alys Young

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