Tell Me More Poetry by Nancy Duci Denofio

Love on the Run

You must have frightened
me – since I never knew
love – moving closer
as feet slithered over grass
like a snake
slipping on cement,
too close
tripping over a curb
a car screeching
too close

tires scaring pavement
felt a strangers hug
hearing church bells ring
at twelve o’clock
while people stared:
it was how I left you

too real
love - crippled love
I try not to count the years
when I learned -
what it was - I left
on grass
when cars swerved
church bells rang
telling me
what a heart knew.