I have no use for those for whom the mystery of love
Can be reduced to biology
Or whatever measurable thing
Brings them comfort in their
Discomfort of Not Knowing.
Nor have I any use for those
For whom love is purely subjective,
Relative to their
Or their Personal Narrative Which Must Not Be Questioned.
I am here for The Lovers,
Who, in their surrender to the Not Knowing,
Are Love Themselves.