Love has its own arithmetic

where one plus one is always greater,

though sometimes, sadly, we shape

its geometry from triangles.


Love also has a grammar, with

the second person favored first,

and 'thou' replaces 'I' and 'me'

in thoughts and declarations.


Love's language is often learned unspoken:

meanings transmitted by tilt of head

or accomplished through the eyes,

whose glance can fill a dictionary.


Love's history lectures may be unique

and its future lesson plan a mystery,

but both yield to the present moment,

where Love's study is our social science.


Love's geography is our favorite subject,

even though that homework is never finished.