Strawberry Heart Shaped Love
Alexander Michael Ziperovich
And the love came flying back into my cardio like a rabid raven,
something I cognitively was sure I knew I missed but there were those ..
Now, my eyes – the dust disintegrated so that I might see,
all I see is me loving her loving me because I’m ..
Supple like hanging fruit from the vine of my mind,
don’t let me intellectualize something that can’t be for me that way,
let me just know it’s real, in the flesh so to speak,
no more biding
my our time,
Yes, like a lime there was something bittersweet fleeting floating in the air,
I hear her singing “Cry Me A River” and I’m no longer scared,
No more fists to men that have jaws too big,
no more steel in my waistband, it feels too much like a trick,
this isn’t even that sophisticated, too martini too scotch,
Her love is a strawberry inside my heart,
I’m learning to find out that it’s much more smart to feel the juice dripping from my
valves instead of Mexican dark,
Harken back to a time you knew I wasn’t,
Look how I write Sophia love now,
Isn’t that something?
I know so.
No one has to spend their time hoping so, not anymore,
unlike Bradley, I never lost the war – I’m twenty seven,
I guess that makes this the one time that summer prevails over the season of winter in my soul.
I won’t ask you to trust me,
I just know.