The Constorium of Greater Minds

And so I passed from one love
To the next
Or more precisely one idea of love
To the next

A succession of meandering streams
That never led to the ocean
A ring of water
Always flowing down hill
Always flowing into itself

And so I passed from one love
To the next
Never knowing what love was
A blind man
Who in the darkest night
Convinced himself he could see

Then one day I found you
And the streams all led to the ocean
With such a terrible force
I feared myself carried away

And so I passed from one idea of love
To the realization of love
A ring of water
It’s banks overflowing
Creates an ocean
Was always an ocean