Inseparable creatures tied with a cord
Flexible like silken steel, as titanium
Extending over oceans, filaments
Enclosing in a vacuum, sealed
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Love is a connection to who you are and what more you can be and if you step into this path of self-discovery, there are no guarantees that you won't get hurt. From what I know of such relationships, there is no boundary of what should be, what cannot be - and the moment you get into expectations, there lies the rub, love cannot be ordered from pharmacy. It's inexact, no one size fits all, and it truly boggles the mind.
A great poem about how complicated love is.Nice structure of poem.
Yes. God is love. But he is in each one of us. That's the simplification and complication of it. How can anything that feels right be so wrong? A rhetoric question which takes us back to base One - he is a jealous God.: -)