Love Outside

Mistaken metaphors smolder 
under the "love is a house" way
there may be homes 
but you are everywhere

we is to short
to say what wraps around
a universe without borders

and the stars are not far enough
even on the nights most clear
to shed light on the shadows
drifting into my dreams

which, contrary to popular story,
are as much a piece of loving
as the sun and the sky and the trees.