When talking about love
people
give too much credit -I propose-
to Freud.

May I suggest
that if we need to strangle cupid
and give it stupid, trickster’s corpse
a proper burial
It shall be Pavlov who digs the grave.

Because since we met
all water metaphors
sound exactly like your name.
Somehow I become limestone
being chiselled down by the idea
of drowning in you.