Writing about love is hard, isn’t it? Especially when you’re not really the romantic type. So here’s my attempted response to today’s “love or anti-love” prompt from Poetic Asides.
The Non-Romantic Defines Romantic
conducive to or characterized by the expression of love
a person with romantic beliefs or attitudes.
By definition then, who isn’t this? Who hasn’t
felt this? Only monsters unwilling to consider
the way the features of the person most desired
adopt a kind of supernatural glow at sunset.
Or the way electrical impulses of the heart disrupt
when the person most desired brushes their hand
against your thigh. Or the way hunger of the belly
dissipates when thoughts stutter over the person
most desired and hunger of the soul takes over.
Or the way the voice of the person most desired
becomes the most pleasing vibration to pass through
the inner ear. Or the way scribes of every language,
every age, have fumbled for millennia to write a single
phrase that can capture the emotion stirred when the
person most desired looks at you and moves their
mouth into that gratifying shape known as a smile.