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  • Roxanne Noor

Love Lives a Life of its Own

Updated: Apr 5

How badly my pain wants to be unique

So scared of it’s ordinariness 

Its watery impersonality

Its plain featured face

It constructs a tale of why it’s different 

From all the others

But all children of pain have the same mother


My love doesn’t need to be special

Because it is everything 

Unpredictable urges

Spontaneous strikes

Wide brush strokes

It is in the everyday that love springs

The splash of a wave onto the boardwalk

The tight strings of a banjo 

The demure eyes of a stranger

No need to withhold that which is abundant

Give the sweetness

Because the sweetness gives back

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