No Ordinary Love –
He ties on buttons and zips up lace; and rowing his car, he competes for fifth place. An obtuse oddity built into his core is difficult to brush aside, resist, or ignore. The crux of his behavior leaves me perplexed; thus, I continue to unravel its curious context. As an authentic work of abstract art, I am forever tethered to his heart. Like a jigsaw puzzle with a piece missing, or maybe more, he remains unsolvable, and this what I adore. A perfect imperfect fitting glove can exist as no ordinary love.