Friction Plagues Our Love

Words pour from open lips,
--white roses laid upon soil.
Ravaging, slaughtering,
[cure]

Arms splayed out wide,
a still web--waiting for the fall.
Fragility, stealth,
[affection]

One hand held out,
a connecting piece of Velcro--
Proximity, paradox,
[love]

©20080922 Mindy Huang

*I don't expect anyone to understand--as long as he does.