Love In Other Places (Poem)

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My heart belongs in no cage -

God gave me a heart loud enough to speak to so many cities –

London, Cape Town, Berlin, New York - they all know my voice when

I am a happy volcano. My love is a current that keeps me running,

running onto bomb testing sites. Can I train love to not put me into

demolition? Can my heart work in another city?   

Can I leave this place without parts of me missing?

Will my heart still have legs? Will it poison other beds? 

Am I thinking or am I looking for something in my own head?

My friend Gabriel says never say you are in love, say you are love,

say love every time you find it, say, your heart belongs in no cage.