Uncontrollable Love

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It’s like rushing water touching my soul.

A wet feeling comes over me then I lose control.

That’s the thing about love it moves with fierce fury.

Dancing on the point of a sharp blade.

Poorly understood and it rarely behaves.

It can be sharp like icicles hanging from an uneven roof.

It hopes without caution, needing no poof.

Because it exists in and of itself.

Breaking hearts without cause and needing no help.

Love always, Esha ❤

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