Somehow The Same

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"Somehow The Same" (by Joe DiMino)

Sometimes love resides
Submerged, protected;
As a seed
Or pearl of root
Tucked in warmth
Of soil…awaiting
Its season
(Perhaps—the right eyes
To happen along);

Then there is love the mature
Constantly affectionate—
The spotless fruit
Unchanging its elements
(Those drains of reciprocity
Called human relationships
For aging and discarding)

Yet—it is all love
The same

One body somehow the same

Inside and outside
Somehow the same
Infinite difference….