Homeostasis

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I do not know how to

parcel out my love,

leave breadcrumbs in my wake —

a trail to follow behind me

just enough to be pursued but

never enough to sate the appetite

of one who worked so hard to

stand beside me.

My love is a deluge

sweeping away all in its path

to settle and swirl around

the one who longs to swim

in my depths, dive to my core

I know no other way

and I refuse to learn

the ways of hoarding.

Keep your breadcrumbs

they are too few to wake

the goddess inside me

Bring to me, instead, Poseidon

who is a floodgate, standing up to

my currents with tides of

his own, bringing me to

homeostasis.