Size, scale, shape, status. Sound familiar? Position, rank, salary, price, attention. Measurements that we are all expected to cram into, right? Wrong. There's no space, we need substance / let us make room for eye contact, bare feet, bare truths, conversation. Catch a breathe, climb a tree, laugh too loud, lick an ice cream, open up, be real and break that box / Water takes the shape of anything it embodies / No requirements, no matter the measurements. So does love. Lets love.