in love

the danger of love
is that things
no longer happen
just to you.

the danger of love
is that
when things happen
to you
they happen to
the others too;
when i hurt
they hurt;
when i bleed,
they bleed;
what a terrible price
this love.

there is no more me,
there is no more i;
there is only we
in love.

we are sick,
we are healthy,
we are poor,
we are wealthy,
we are old,
we are young,
we are sad,
we are among
the joyous,
we are
in love.

the danger of love
is the absence of isolation
and hands held
through the dark.

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