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

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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

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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