the size of love

I have been thinking about the size of love. My natural inclination
is for love to be really big. I can fall in love at the drop of a hat.
I can have my heart broken open by a smile or a touch. I long for
that heart break. I like living in the desire. The dikes with which I
held back desire are breaking open and a tidal wave is washing over me.
When I allow the dikes to break and I find my self in the immediacy of desire, my very cells feel alive. Building the dikes and trying to confine love is fatal. I am giving up the battle. I want the dikes to fail. I want to be drowned in this ocean.