Write Love

by Mark

He wanted to write love on her arm:
Travel through bus lanes,
Passport checkpoints,
Creatures of habit having trips planed
By blinded cats purring at shared glasses.

She wanted to write love on his arm
Act out scenes of perfect movies where
Color codifies with kaleidoscope greys
Cigarettes spell sex braising cherries
into holy sheets.

They wanted to write love on their arms:
Each held the door knob wanting to spin
But output was left lamenting on
Queues searching for hiatus back, to
Harry meeting Sally.

It’s wishing for bumble bees to sting
While windows roll free. Benevolent freeways
For your lips to pass smoke out
So it slings cursory spellings of love
Left for seconds’ fingers.

-Mark J