This isn't a love poem but a poem about love
I marvel at how you romanticise broken cups and use them to plant rosemaries in your kitchen garden
Smile at unwelcome rainclouds and put on retro hindi songs
How every fight with you turns into a heart-to-heart and a bone-crushing hug
How even at your lowest you never disrespect your perpetrators
Anger doesn't end in fistfights and a power struggle
How it's us against the problem and not you versus me
How I don't have to explain myself in fear of being thought of as 'too much'
I can cling to you and not be 'clingy'
Stand my ground and not be a 'feminazi'
It's been a long day of balance sheets and bar charts
And coming home doesn't feel like purgatory
Laughing or not laughing at your jokes is not a task anymore
I pick daisies from mountain sides to put in your hair and don't think of clicking a picture for the world to see
I don't write sonnets for you but you find yourself in every verse anyway
Winter hasn't felt this warm before.
- Persephone
30th December, 2022
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