Love can’t keep her socks pulled up
can’t remember anyone’s middle name
can’t sing off key after sundown
can’t eat a meal without butter
can’t shuffle her feet
can’t yawn
can’t understand why everyone
thinks the Mona Lisa is smiling


Love can lick your wrist if you hold still
can remember your first scar
can memorize the slope of anyone’s shoulders
can nod to the peregrine in the rain
can thread a needle on the first try
can befriend library ghosts
can find a red curtain in almost any baroque painting.