Poem: I Know Love.

I know how it feels

To be adored,

To be the object of

His desire,

The match to his fire.

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I know how it feels

To be loved in full,

To be a loving afterthought,

And to be love’s fool.

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I’ve known the ‘please, don’t leave’ kind of love,

And the

‘Thank God he’s gone’ kind of love.

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I’ve known

The ‘I’ll do anything for you’ sweet love,

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The ‘I didn’t know that you had a brain’ condescending love,

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The ‘who do you think you are?’ sneering love,

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The ‘you are asking for too much’ disappointing love,

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The ‘get out, you terrifying feminist being’ chicken love.

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I know you, Love.

I know you.

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Written by

Ivie M. Eke 2019.