Poem 46 (97) -- Love is less about what’s inside our hearts

Mikka Mi Amor                 Bones Kendall

Love is less about what’s inside our hearts
And more about sharing each other’s farts.
Or sometimes because of the late hour,
If one of us doesn’t take a shower,
The other one can get a little whiff
Of an aroma that can be quite stiff.
Sometimes I catch you without warning
With my stinky breath in the morning.
It’s true, smelly pits are a fact of love–
The earthly kind, not the kind from above.
Believe me, it might not make too much sense,
But for the record, this poem’s my two cents.
You wanna know how I know I love you?
For me no one else’s b.o. will do.

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