This is not Love

What we have, this burning of spirits and need for each other, this wonderous thing is not love. Love the insipid, love the overly kind and love the blinder. We are not bound by each other.

No what this is is something more than that and never – less – but it is not all pervading or clinging.

We do not drown in each other, we are not smothered.

Instead we are amplified and carried on waves of self discovery mutual and beautiful.

This is not Love, it is something Truer.

Posted: Thursday, February 14th, 2019 @ 11:31 am
Categories: Verse.
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