Goosebumps


If you get goosebumps
texting, then you are
in love. If you don’t,
you’re not.

In the midst of
goosebumps the poet
in her texted,

“We are special together
even apart… you are
loving me poem
by poem.”

Speechless, her loving
words elicited an emoji
response; it was all I
could do.

I’ve not known love like
this! The day progressed.
Mail to check. Laundry
to do.

I turned the key, bent down
to take a look expecting
the usual grocery flyer.
What’s this? A box.

No junk mail. A love box!
My heart leaped. She’s
touched me again,

“Because some love
defies explanation…”

You know us when I feel
like I don’t know anything.
It may be a day-by-day love,
but it is filled with the

impossible; a love so sweet
that it encompasses us
like the shape of water.

If you get goosebumps
texting, then you are
in love. If you don’t,
you’re not.