Impractical Love
April 9 2009


There’s happily-ever-after-love,
and impractical love,
and the love you can only imagine.

And love that has you act
like a fool.
And love
that makes you feel you can
do anything
you put your mind to.

Or the backlash that comes
when it’s crashed.
Or the love
you never asked for.
Or the bad kind of love,
keeping track
keeping score.

Before it began
you confused love with romance.
And then, woman and man
you danced hand in hand,
seduced by its jazz
entranced by its languorous music
— the two of you sure
it would last
and last.
Until love’s aftermath,
when hope was dashed
your rose-coloured glasses
broken.

Yet after all that
you can’t let it pass
— in love with love;
with how it once was;
with what
you are certain will come.