Since I was a little kid. I just knew.

by amy sharp


You may not remember the day I leaned over and kissed you softly

on the side of your face, 
but I do.
I told you that love was everywhere in the world.
I whispered that it was essentially littering the landscape and you just had to 
open up your mouth, turn your body toward it. Raise your hands.
I'm sure it sounded like a thing people say while drinking ales. 
I'm sure I sounded bold. 
People just know things, 
like how to handle snakes,
change tires,
make rafts,
sew quilts,
set fire to love.

I just know about love.
I see it all around you like a flame