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Love Mantra

A Poem

By Kale RossPublished 5 months ago Updated 5 months ago 1 min read

How did we meet?


Once upon a time,

I used to get drunk

on my porch and listen

to the songs of all the flying creatures.

Then order shitty pizza from around the corner

so I could flirt with the cute delivery lady

with the most fascinating features.

Now, I want your sweat to drip into my pores.

Turning my heart into a chemical

that science can only identify as yours.

A couple of moonlit postcards,

adrift beneath firefly skies.

We only seem to exist to

be each other’s butterflies.

We even have a little mantra,

something cool, something hip.

A relationship is a thread that must never be stripped.

A kiss is a grip that must never slip.

Sex is the one section you must not ever skip.

Love is a ship you must try not to flip.

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About the Creator

Kale Ross

Author | Poet | Dog Dad | Nerd

Find my published poetry, and short story books here!



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  • Jennifer Lancaster @jenergy174 months ago

    We only seem to exist to be each other’s butterflies. 💜💜💜

  • ROCK 5 months ago

    I feel the love beat! Keep doing what you're doing; it's tasty!

  • Manisha Dhalani5 months ago

    I clicked on this title because I found the photo so cute, but your poem was even more wonderful. Beautiful work, Kale.

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