for most of my life,
I’ve believed the word Love started
with the letter L.
but I’ve learned it starts with K.
not just random kisses in the kitchen
or keeping time with heartbeats.
but with Kellen,
because love begins
and ends
with him.
"SOME POEMS FROTH AND FOAM AND RISE ... OUT OF MY MORNING CUP OF MIST-SWEETENED COFFEE"
- SANOBER KHAN, TURQOUISE SILENCE
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