Precarious Love
What is it?
This delectable love thing…
It is teeth clenched (on an ear pull)?
Or is it the air pushed off a bat’s wing?
We don’t know what it is
But it awakens every sensation in the body
It goes on dates
It lives to party.
But oddly…
It fails to deliberate
Easily turning into silent jealousy and open hate
An invisible line which seals love’s fate.
One day it was wickedly toxic
The next… it’s beyond great
We dance on the winding spindle of give and take
Never willing to give up (until it’s too late).
What is it?
This delectable love thing…
It is teeth clenched (on an ear pull)?
Or is it the air pushed off a bat’s wing?
Foregoing the origin
It has been known to make a numb heart sing.
Until next time, Esha ❤
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