.love.

let me pour my heart
into a vessel like you

overflow
never mind
never lose anything
when it rains

never lose anything in your deepest monsoons
field trip with you over the mountain of your greatest fear
pitch a tent atop the peak and roast dampers

slowly take us down the scenic route
to a place where the level returns to your heart,

and you feel that walking on flat ground will now,
somehow,
be easier.

so if our hands no longer hold each other
In a need to believe that something extra ordinary is possible…

believed in you.

and found logical reasons in the mysterious equation of love.

which sometimes, equals zero.