Speak Love

Love is this breath on the back of your neck
when you close your eyes and just be.
And you must speak love
As when you speak anything else you speak of the death of all great things.
Because love isn't always and forever
It is now and to be remembered.
It is hearts in hand
It is forgetting your plan
It is falling into flight
It is
The bravest embarking.
And we may shout love in the face of strangers,
Yet it is quieter than the blaring reverb echoing in our heads.
And we may be bitter and broken for having spoken it at all,
Yet there is far more bravery when it isn't kept in the silence of ourselves.
So speak love,  
As if it were the most valuable thing to possibly own and make known..
Because it is.
Because time is of the essence, regardless of if you only have now or if you have forever.
So speak love,
As if having spoken it is the truest part of yourself to hold-fast to holding-close to..
Because it is.
Because you are your love, regardless of the voids in which your love is gravitating toward.
So speak love.