Love is a Cloud, a Zoo, a Mess, the Sun

Love is a cloud

That comes and settles without warning,

A mist of meaning,

A heavy rain looking soft,

But becomes a think fog or gale…

Love is a zoo

Surfacing childhood memories of things

You both did and didn’t want to see.

Everything behind the fence isn’t threatening

Till it’s touching…

Love is a mess

A silly stoopid smoothy of pancakes

And riddles, summed up stories and incomplete lives,

Tales of triple vulnerabilities and wondering ogling eyes

A terrible mix of unintentional ties…

Love is the sun

A close burn

And you’ll die.

But you sure as hell,

Can’t survive without its light.