love

love is a big world...
a small word...

a magic land of confusion...
and
possibilitiy

what does love mean?

it means that you want the best for another
it means you want to be with the other
it means you can tell the person you love that you hate them
it means you don't know what you are doing
sometimes
they just drive you so fucking crazy
and
that's okay

it's just love

love is
letting the other person be right
love is
nailing the other person for their bullshit
love is
seeing how that is often, let's say, ninety four percent
of the time
your bullshit, too

love is laughing at
your small petty demands for their love

love is letting
go
of fear

yeah, yeah, a book title

and fear is a world
and a small word

and a cage
a good cage,
because we came from jungles and ice ages
and such
but fear has gotten
snarly in civilization
and often gets immeshed in this petty prison:
do others approve of me
will this meet disapproval

and what's the power, the powder, the dynamite
to blast
out
of living a living prisoned by others opinions
desire


desire
and love

and how are they the same
and how are they different?

these two:
desire
and love?

ah, that's mainly for another day,
but let's start by saying:
desire sets you toward another,
toward connection and pleasure

and love lets you let them breathe
so you don't sufrocate them
which is spelled suffocate
I'll be damned

don't you just love
that?

the not knowing
that
also is another day
how
"I don't know"
can often be the fuel
for
real
love

ha

ha


ha


good