Imagine tying
two things 
together that
while paired
belong apart 
like shoes
for example 
what then
does one 
expect happens 
or like 
love and 
the safety 
of security 
and how
does one 
untie things 
when laying 
face down 
breathing dirt

Anything can 
and might 
and very 
often will 
if those 
eyes which 
spy upon 
can see
what no
one else 
can and 
isn’t that
the mystery 
of love 

The whir
of machines 
and splash
of water 
all scrubbing 
stubborn stains 
and leftovers 
from things 
and yet
my heart
keeps the
last of
your lips
print puckered 
on it
and no
amount of 
elbow grease 
or effort 
will ever