REE

You treat
love like a
rare earth element
infinitely precious,
Incredibly valuable,
in so many ways powerful,
and rare,
to be dolloped out
in micro- and nanograms,
to be used only here
and there to coordinate
functions and link
however temporarily
things that are apart.

What will it take to convince
you that love is
like the atmosphere–
infinitely precious
and in the universe–rare
enough. But oh my

it’s everywhere–in and on
and around all living things
It is our home and our life
and without it–a barren
rock is all there’d be.

Just try to hoard the atmosphere,
stuff it in a bag,
dollop it out in nanograms

it goes where it goes
and it stays there despite
all you can do to drive it out.