- Mari Reciniello
The Blues
Love is an exploding bath bomb
in a tub full of water.
It can travel
as fast as sonic.
It can hurt
like a bruise.
It can deceive you
like a poisonous frog.
Love is refreshing
like mouthwash is
for a dentist.
It can scare us
like how beetles scare babies
or how butterflies scare me.
But in the end-
love is one periwinkle wall in a sea of purple walls.