Sonnet: Love's Overflowing Love
By John Kendall Hawkins
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When God popped his cork and let the tiny
bubbles of his frenzied celebration
overflow (He may even have shaken
the bottle, as Gods do), each a shiny
champagne universe, He poured galaxies
into wedding flutes, and it took its toll:
abstract First Love spiraled out of control,
giving birth to specific gravities.
Our free-flowing universe, alike, but
unalike -- snowflakes dressed as falling stars,
waltzing windblown blizzards. I've since known bars,
seen such stuff in eyes, and behind eyes shut.
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