Again, love’s great asymmetry:
The surplus seeks the lack —
We find that we love someone who
Just will not love us back.
Again, love’s great, great puzzlement:
You find, as people fall
They often love a person who
They do not know at all.
In fact, it seems that many can’t
Love anyone they know;
It’s images they love, not people
As they are. And so
We battle our insanity,
And chalk it up to love;
Reality’s a better friend,
We know what that’s
Made of