Pledge
With flags everywhere unfurled,
even pinned to tender breasts,
would you think of love?
A gentle hand and kind word
are declarations of allegiance.
Some prefer waving banners and singing
anthems while covering their hearts
with eyes closed,
"Oh, say can you see.?"
If we each dropped all our flags
and stood naked before everyone
would it be clear how
we need one another?
Would that fragile flesh -
mine and yours and theirs-
soft and yielding,
persuade tears to wash
away all pledges but
one?
Stephen Wilder
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