Response

Love is a dress that you made
long to hide your knees
love to say this to your face,
"I'll love you only"
for your days and excitement,
what will you keep for to wear?
someday drawing you different,
may I be weaved in your hair?

Love and some verses you hear
say what you can't say
love to say this in your ear,
"I'll love you that way"
from your changing contentments,
what will you choose for to share?
someday drawing you different,
may I be weaved in your hair?

-Iron and Wine-----------------------------------------------------------

I really enjoyed this classmate's poem. Love does change and always changes--whether it is for best or worse. I feel like this is a very delicate poem. I believe something about the love should feel more racey and catching. I really like the last two lines in the stanzas-- interesting. Cool!