Where Love Rests

where does
love rest,

but in every word
to be written,
in every poem
yet to be;

in the most
exciting sounds
in the world,

in the body
and soul
of a melody,

both made whole
in song to you and me,

in your leaving
and your arriving,

in eyes that look
deep into me,

in every place,
even hate's
sobriety,

in my crucifixion
for your deity,

before and after God,
love rests in you,
waiting for me.

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