Is Love A Two-Way Street? Poem by Bree Z Love

If, you think love is a two-way street...
Let's agree to disagree.
While we stroll hand in hand,
let's talk about our first's
opposition and make solutions on how we should be:
in between,
under covers,
discover each other's
Beliefs.
Setting for the thermostat,
Degrees, may rise
or lower
the shelving,
in our shared boudoir.
How we concluded
on our first disagreements.
We love to join up at Pleasant Road,
on the pavement.
Releasing any misunderstandings that were perceived;
due to miscommunication.
I like that we dismantled the juxtapose.
belief that love is a two-way street; because
as I look
down, at our feet
I noticed the way we step deep.
In sync.
The same direction.
What is misunderstood.
We are walking in up right position
and not away from one another.
I am glad, we took the one-way street; while
holding hands with each other.