Howl

I don't know how to love you appropriately

I don't know how to love you proportionally

I don't know how to love you in a way that would fit conveniently

To the boxes of our lives.

I don't know how to love you and still mind the gap

Stay within my lines like some country on a map

I don't know how to love you

In a way that won't burn everything up.

But I know how to be the best thing that's ever happened to you

I know how to make you

Howl

I'll keep trying to fold myself into this mold

But always, like dough

I will rise

And overflow

Been stuck on this ride for so long it appears

For pleasure or pain

This will end in tears

But I know how to be the best thing that's ever happened to you

I know how to make you

Howl

And the stars will huddle closer

To taste cinnamon and sea

A wolf moon on the prowl

I will make you Howl.