In my defense
I've lost count,
on how
love
Should dress, redress itself.
For I first fell in it
& never came back
When the rivers had dried up
But a piece of me remained.
So!
I tried again
& the same happened again
abandoning me in a complex vibe.
Unready of the outcome
The pit-hole of it
Continuously swallowed me
Alive it refuted
To abandon me.
