loving you
is as dangerous
as running through the jungle
under hanging branches dressed with wild monkeys,
swinging violently above your head
screaming…
and when you escape the green maze
like a speedy snake,
you are met with a
deep
yellow swamp,
with alligators, and venom
and your
sweaty
cut up
body
throbs,
but you dive in-
for love,
and when the alligators kiss your tender belly,
you swim faster-
and jump out as soon as you see the land that
is being soaked with powerful rain and
the lightning just struck a tree, and the
tree is on fire, and your love is on fire-
and you’re alive,
love’s alive-
you are alive.