Lonnie Hicks - Hunting

'Where 'she said
'does love live? '

Is it in your eyes?
I have looked there;

I look there every day.

Is it in your heart?

I know it beats
but some days
it is so faint;

In your mind?

That is opaque.

Tell me where does your love for me live?

I said
'I am taught
that deeds and providing
are where my love shows;

in being sure everyone here is safe
and that there is enough
for what everyone wants or needs.

I am not good at flowery words;
at affection even.

I wish I were better.
for you.
What about you?

Where does your love for me live? '

She said
'It is everywhere with me
in my heart, it pounds you know still
for you.
In the house.
I place my love in flower vases
in the vacuum cleaner;
in dinner
in the wine served.
In my thoughts and emotions.

I remember everything
we've ever done.

He said:
I wish I had that ability you have.

I think I am made for the hunt.

But now
there is no hunt.

Lonnie Hicks

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