I love you

Priya Kahlon

I love you  

I. Three words  
meant to carry the  
weight of my feelings 
in their letters 
to explain how I  
find comfort in the  
way you leave  
tea bags in the  
kitchen sink or  
never replace the  
toilet rolls on the  
holder 

II. Love does not describe  
how a piece of me  
became lost each time 
the waves took over 
and I confused the words 
leaving you with  
loving you  
 

III. Love leaves cotton  
in my mouth  
and memories of  
Shah Rukh Khan 
serenading Kajol in  
the rooh afza films of  
yesterday   
 

IV. Love with you   
is like no other  
but are whispers 
from the clouds 
that I can only hear 
with my eyes  
closed 
 

V. The love before me  
is not soft but jagged 
tempts to cut me 
open if I bite too  
hard so that I may 
spill 
 

VI. This love holds me 
when I will not be held 
but rage against  
the breaking sea  
it finds me