Lessons on love

Poetry has taught me 

That the word “love”

Is not two dimensional 

It takes up space and time 

Crowds thoughts 

And clutters your mind

Poetry has taught me  

That love is an art

Like the way 

An endearing touch 

Grazes your skin 

Causing goosebumps to rise in symphony

Your heartbeat the drum 

Or the way that love paints the world 

Vibrant hues

Yellows, violets, and blues 

Poetry has taught me 

That sometimes the strongest of love

Is self love

Constant and true

No one can love the curve of your smile

Or that scar on your knee 

More than you 

Poetry has taught me 

What love is not 

Clenched fists and sharp words

Tear drops 

And throat burns

“I’m doing this because I love you” 

Is the biggest trap of all 

And poetry has taught me 

Not to be a fool and fall