this

there is this
and then
there is love
they smell the same
they are both warm, sometimes hot
they are both symbolized in red
they are both common in the company of flowers
but don't ever call them by the same name
there is this
and there is touch
after weeks of loneliness
there is the moment and the morning after
there is me before and after
with a world of different priorities
there is music
and just instruments
life and
life after
there are sunrises
and a sunset
or mostly the dark of night
long walks with no purpose
and romantic ones with falsehoods
there is this and
then there is more
there is this and then
there is us
there is this and then there
is love