The will to love

He said love is infinite.
One could love more than one
and each could taste different
but it’s still the same old love.

He said love is paying attention.
Two eyes to drink your lover to
and each glance reveals different
but it’s still the same old love.

I have heard of love abundant.
Once, in a river unsure,
Two fishes danced to the bounty
Many joined their celebration.
Many more were forgotten.
They stayed swimming to the unknown.
It felt like the same old love.

I see: love is intention
That poets mix with time
Imitating the fishes that stayed
swimming
willing
leaving poems behind.

Koi Fish Painting Japanese - Free image on Pixabay

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