Luther Hughes. Appeared in Poetry Magazine A Lady. There are whole magazines with not much in them but the word love, you can rub it all over your body and you can cook with it too. Toggle Menu. See a problem on this page?
He took the Gay-bar keys!
They made me silence my voice and retire. Can you blame me for falling for you? Oh God.
I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold, Or all the riches that the East doth hold.