digital dance - poetry

being in love is a fraudulent thing

i am loathe to write these lines
declaring that i am in love
with you
"in love" is fleeting, a comet streaking by
only visible from west virginia and most of asia between 7:56 and 7:59 AM

but how i love you
i have loved you for so long
the kind of love that is free
given to friends without regret
the kind of love that does not balance precariously on a set of expectations and letdowns

i do not want to be in love with you
relying on a horoscope to determine how long
something intrinsically fleeting can chemically deceive the human heart
into believing permanence is ever a plausible outcome

i want to love you
if free will happens to be a scam
then let this decision be predestined
scripted into the flowing of time
in the dawning of the universe herself