Heart of the Kettle
For me, it's not courage
or a lack of it
that keeps me hanging
'round.
When I boil it
down, it's love in the bottom
of the kettle that keeps me
breathing.
I don't think it is
possible to love too much;
but man, I feel like I've been
breathing for a long damn time.
16Mar14
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