D.W. Blake

​Banging Bangs

Better than chicken,
And even soup too,
No one is lovelier than
Gorgeous ol’ you. And
If I could love you
Nothing less than a lot,
Goodness I'd love you
    more than I sweat when I'm hot.
Beautiful downplays it,
And resplendent's no good.
No words can capture it as
Good as they should.
So, if I could show them
    My love described in one place,
    Google would break
    from searching your face.

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​Aren't We Each Other's Match? (Or Flames as a Cliché Metaphor for Love)

Run me through, and hope I strike.
My darling love, our lonely match
Is small but fending off darkness.
It's sorry but it's all we have--
Small, but here it is upon a plate.
(I ripped it off a birthday cake.)
Just don't blow it out--

Well… I hope you walked away wishing.

Art by Kelly Roberts (@kellykellykellykellykelly) from D.W. Blakes book.