In order to fall in love at all
there must first be
aware to both
a critical mass of shared things, common things, things mutually understood
with just enough variance
for surprise and debate and the sparking of original thought
and as important it's pair, if not more
a mystifying, intoxicating attraction
and then perhaps, the possibility, but not certainty
To fall and fall and fall and fall
as if never to land again
weightless and timeless
you feel everything and nothing all at once
so keenly alive
and well down within your inner insides
To stay in love.
But to stay in love a perplexing and equally mystifying affair
a combination of such delicate harmonies
near slight breezes at times
feel to upset what limited and desperate balance
you so barely mustered together to steady.
To stay in love, she said, is so much harder.
Each autonomous self needing to stay whole
whole pieces of them selves
needing to know when to compromise
and when to compromise would mean dissent from that truest self
something neither should risk
but too it's that delicate balance
a need to cooperate, to communicate, to meet
to recognize that times, at times, bring with them
needing little more than to be endured
and other moments call to us
to remind us that that falling impression
crucial and beautiful though it was
was a mere fraction of our beloved's self
shards of light casted in slivers
catching our own inside lights
dancing barefoot and floating
convinced each of us, together.
But now, we are called often to these other moments
reminded of those selves who met in fractions
those selves who must now be patient
and pay to time, what honoring to know
to deeply know and truly know
their beloved's whole self.
Like one can know their own
to love at all
to stay in love
is to be there.