We Crave the Pain

Love is an unfinished
work of art crafted
by patience, fear,
faith in the unknown,
buttressed with
a healthy dose
of melancholy.

It should be enough
to make men run
at the complexity
of feeling, wrapped
in the changes
the light makes
as it moves across the sky.

But we crave the pain
love provides as it is birthed
from our senses and left limp
lying tender on our skin
like all our faulty steps
toward imagined freedom.

Aleathia Drehmer 2020