Love

Love is frost.
Love is rain.
Love is river.
Love is ice.

When you shut it
out, it overflows
to flood the hollows
and the valleys.

Love wells as a spring flows.
Because it draws on a deep source,
love doesn't run dry.
You don't need to ration it.
Even if you build a wall
to keep it out,
it will flow around or under
into new hollows and valleys.
Love cuts as the river cuts,
like a knife. Because it is powerful
and sharp, one day love will
erode the base of every wall.




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