Kimberly Vargas Agnese

Love is patient 


Before the sky was blooming with cotton candy clouds

you told me you loved me, 

wove  your words through my hair 

watered them when it rained ’til  I could say

I love you too…

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Published by Kimberly Vargas Agnese

My name is Kimberly Vargas Agnese, though I've previously written as Kae Bucher. I was born in the Florida Keys, but grew up in the Bay Area before migrating south to the San Joaquin Valley. As I ride barefoot around Fresno, I consider the paths I've chosen and the crossroads where our country seems to have perched itself. Thanks to my Romani ancestry, many people groups reside within me and my poetry tends to reflect this. I love welcoming the sunrise with my Native American flute. I've been rumored to juggle while teaching students how to write. And if you can't find me, I'm probably hanging out with Jesus listening to parables.

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  1. Love is patient, love is kind, love is slowly losing your mind. Love makes you blind, love makes you silly and gullible. Yet I have not Always regretted it. Certainly not the unconditional Love of my parents which is Totally different kind if Love. I am referring to the love where I end up getting hurt.

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