Ravens and writing desks

Love is a bounce house

where sock-footed words play

static cling.

The heart is a funhouse.

Cry, chuckle, wonder, sing.

Don’t need to be in that order, though,

unless that order is your thing.

Amore is a madhouse.

Come on inside, madfolk.

You’re just in time for tea.

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