Let Me Be Selfish for a Moment

Love should be tangible
should be vocal
insistent.

What good is some one’s love
if I cannot hold it in my very hands?
What good is love that does not roll off of one’s tongue like a fountain?
What good is a love that does not constantly escape from one’s chest like breath?

What good is love?

What good is love at all?

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About Jessica Lee

Jessica is a twenty-something poet who performs most of her work on stage in Spoken Word. She has found writing therapeutic since she was child, and has pursued it ceaselessly. She enjoys writing even the most fleeting thoughts and dreams as SensicalRavings. Between long retail shifts, she enjoys writing observational pieces (always with a slant) of locally relevant subjects as ALLGainesville. If you appreciate inspiring, coming-of-age suppositions, become a follower. Though it's not always roses, it's raw!

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  1. Reblogged this on sylviamccabe and commented:
    Levitating Over Vanity Eternally

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