Jen Marsden
Poem: A Spot
Updated: May 31, 2021

Now I know what love is
It does not stand on ceremonyÂ
To a fanfare of drums and regal colours
It does not danceÂ
A wild dance
To a wild song
Or a rapid heartbeat
It hums, hums to theÂ
Vibrations of the earthÂ
Lowly and humble
It peeks out from its cage
Anxiously, afraid
On tiptoes
Wanting to wander into the nightÂ
Unseen
It bursts and aches
Ebbs and flows
Confused
By the physical and the spiritual
The mental and the emotionalÂ
The words and the spaceÂ
Now I know what love is
Only one weak spotÂ
Where your body feels hot
And icyÂ
Seeking an external thermostatÂ
A hug, a caress
Desired kisses
A simple weak spot that canÂ
Break youÂ
And make youÂ
Hurt you
Rebuild youÂ
A spotÂ
You can witness
Celebrate
Or ignoreÂ
Walk away fromÂ
Now I know what love is
Simply
Just
A spotÂ