Love cannot be mapped,
It cleverly conceals its tracks,
Lab rats be ******,
I cannot smell a meal.

Loves bites like bear traps
Our ankles cannot feel,
It burns bright as witches,
And swims like one too.

Love tests the waters
With dives and somersaults,
The Summers that we fall from
Cannot be counted real.

Love's a picture puzzle,
Puzzled by itself.
"Look through me and see the world"
Love told me in a dream.