Prism

I can't help the way I love you

without pain or fear or weight

how I'm liberated by your words

or how you reciprocate

I can't help the unbearable lightness of

the fount of my devotion

or the evanescent mists that rise

in tendrils of emotion

I can't help that your love is refracted light

that fills my paradigm

or that I'm the prism through which you pass

which allows us both to shine

I can’t help the way I love you

I can’t help the way we’re matched

and I bless the entanglement of our lives

and our hearts will be ever attached