Photo by Edward Eyer on Pexels.com 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 … Continue reading Uncontrollable Love
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