soulmates are an ugly thought
as if we must love one person like we must live one life
as if we must give ourselves in the pursuit of it
like nirvana

love should be distributed like rivers into tributaries
like waterfalls into ravines
love should burst forth from you like rain
you should water the people in your life like trees in rainforests -
like flowerbeds in gardens,  houseplants on windowsills
how dare you think you should drown a person
singularly in an ocean?
have you ever thought how lonely that might be
how utterly unforgiving?

why dare them to swim to the seabed if it is impossible
if they will die before they reach the end?
you should dole out your love in bottles, cups, ice cubes
you should flood the whole basin of your life until
everyone you care for is saturated in it

turn your love into a monsoon
into the drizzle that saves someones crops
into the storm someone gets caught in and relishes
into the pitter-patter drops outside somebodies room

make your love fluid
let it seep into the crevices of the pavement
the cracks in the foundations
and even when it freezes, it shall expand
break something open until it melts again
leave people changed by you
blessed by the memory, craving your return -
replenished all the same.