Love is…

Love is an unwelcome house guest
who enters quietly and begins
to re-arrange the furniture.

Love is a succession
of headaches,
a fool’s toolkit.

Love is the curse
of disservice,
a frustrated knot.

Love is the draft that breaks
through a closed door and begins
to play upon your bones.

Love is a passionate hangover,
the morning after the night before.

Love is painful.
Love is unapologetic.

It is demanding,
a tantrum.

Love is you and I.

© Keighley Perkins


About handshedown

Keighley Perkins is a Cardiff-based poet whose influences include Anis Mojgani, Selima Hill and Richard Brautigan. Her work has previously been published in "Acumen", "Elbow Room", "Erbacce", "Fire", "Northwind" and "Obsessed with Pipework". She can also be found online on Twitter at @handshedown. View all posts by handshedown

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