wondering how you win at love
do you have to wait
until it's over?
what's the victory then
in losing it?
somebody needs to think
of some new metaphors, because
all these tired old scratched-up symbols
lead to dead ends
forget about falling, stop calling it
an end, stop calling it a means
just stop calling it anything
but love
let it describe itself, let it climb
up its own legs, let it be
what you will it, what you feel it to be
let it be what you feel
can't the victory just be
the feeling of holding on
and staying?
losing, falling, calling it anything but
plain old groundbreaking
love
is what it really is