A.J. Odasso - The Word for Love, part 1

For Rumi and Shams, wherever they wander

1.

The Word for Love

The word for love was not love,
or even kiss. It was bliss
beyond the dust of the road
on which you met him, blinded

by the last rose-shaded flames
of sunset. Let the desert stones
that will in time shape his death
be your comfort; find the place

where the ones who know the words
for touch and wine and even God
have hidden themselves from the face

of hate, and there

partake of grace.

Part 1 of 4, at Liminality Magazine

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