Mock my words like a starling,
but do so only with your eyes.
Peer into my soul at the nesting,
a home only you can provide.
The home only you can comprise
with a three worded junction.
“I love you”, guilty until otherwise
received without a peer of reduction.
A love that is not reluctant to show
no matter how the joists incise.
Still holding each other together,
flawed, keeping count of what’s inside.
-Jg