Love

This love
It has no beginning
No middle
No end

Structure lacking
you feel,reader,
lover,
adrift

It washes over you
Leaves you groundless
Breathless

You don't want it
You want what you know

You want the v shaped
interlocking spurs of youth
in its blind passage

Gradual descent to slow meander
ox-bow forsaken
and flat plain

You want to reach sea
Eventually

But that's not how it is, lover,
That's not how it is

Copyright with Cathy Leonard 2016