Love is strange, quivering lips, pregnant teardrops, both at the same time, memories of past ardour colliding with freshly baked barbs, love is illogical, stars trying to find their own skies, conspiring with rogue satellites of lust & other immediate desires, love can't decide, the give & take of skin presenting new answers to old questions, love is.... all we have. Life meanders in the politics of love. #love #YoPoWriMo #yqbaba
