Valentine
Your Monday Vitamin
Here is what I think of as a perfect love poem.
Poem Number Two on Bell’s Theorem, or The New Physicality
of Long Distance Love
There is no chance that we will fall apart
There is no chance
There are no parts.
June Jordan, from The Essential June Jordan
Wonderful. Sometimes a very few words can say more than volumes.
I have many opposing parts -- "walk the dog, you'll love the fresh air" versus "stay in, it's cold, and the dog can hold it." But when in a heart space, soul space, love space like Jordan describes, there are no oppositions, only unity.