Love is two-faced
Sometimes it’s a compass
in the middle of a forest;
Sometimes it’s the forest.

Love is two-faced
Sometimes it’s a  round spoon
Scooping you up from rock bottom;
Sometimes it’s a three-pronged fork,
Pinning you down from the pinnacle.

Love is two-faced
Sometimes it’s a nail,
Piecing creaky floorboards together;
Sometimes it’s a hammer,
Shattering frosted window panes
Into artificial glitter.

Love is two-faced,
And anyone who believes otherwise
Is either an optimistic fool,
Or a delusional mess.

Love is two-faced
But it is far more
Than roses on Valentine’s Day,
Or I love yous from the chat box.

Love is a mother’s quick kisses
Still echoing in your ear
On the way to school
Love is a friend’s unwanted doodles
On your once blemish-free arm
Love, whether you believe it or not,
Is treating yourself
With that extra scoop of ice cream
After an excessively long day.

And finally, above all,
Love is the God on the Cross
Who shattered the frosted panes
To give us a clearer view
Of who really is
The One we should focus on;
The One who pins us down
To get us back up
The One who let us be lost
For us to be found.


Words by: Cherry Rose Guillermo Copyright © 2017 Petrichors and Metaphors

Image by:  Christophe louis Quibe

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