Chinks in my armor
love is not what I wanted
but what I needed
it’s not a rainbow
but a rain bow
angling waterfalls
to cover me
with what I can’t escape
I thought I could name it
now I know
to name
is to limit it
is to dismiss it
is to render it
powerless
love is least expected
when it is most needed
try to force it
and it shrinks
try to grab it
and it recoils
try to live it
and it pales
but give up trying
and love
seeps into the cracks
growing flowers
through the chinks in my armor
