Like Rope Against Rope Poem by Serina Alonzo

You've stuck around for quite too long for a first love.
You still coil around the arteries of my heart, entangling
Every delicate faculty of it like rope against rope,
Intertwining passionately, moving carefully about
The corners and the spaces, shaking the unit from within;
When the body does not break, the heart receives
What it echoes on mounts and vales, on rocks and plains,
On seas and shores. The dream awakens,
And a vast wide sky reopens. Everything about that sky
Moves in flocks: birds, dandelions, butterflies. Love:
The air has it. It multiplies inside the unit like bees
Inside a balloon, swarming furiously and fighting profoundly
To get out to meet the sky. Once it does, it empowers the unit
To relieve itself from all kinds of desolation. It becomes powerful
Enough to conquer what love cannot when love fails.
Love won't steal a kiss but the unit would, when it is able.