What is love? 

Can you tell me? 

Is it the quick hearbeats,

And rosy cheeks? 

Is it the twinkling eyes

And the sweet smile?

Or maybe it's the sweaty palms

And short breaths.

Is it the trembling of knees

And the fluttering in the stomach?

The soft voices,

The far away feeling of closeness,

The solo-thought-trains

Forever journeying in my mind.

I swear I lost my mind

When I saw you.

Love at first sight?

Gross understatement.

Your name is sweet in my mouth,

Smoothly falling from my lips,

A perpetual waterfall.

So tell me,

With all this,

After I lost my mind,

After you passed

And everything played in

Slow motion,

My baby,

Is this love?

 

 

-Atania Brathwaite

October 4 2012