Posted by: lecubiste | October 17, 2021

Love is not a Voluntary Muscle

Love is not a flashlight, to be turned on and off.

You cannot simply choose whom to love.

The magic, the chemistry transcend the voluntary.

Love is more like a swimming pool. You can dive in and feel the softness of the fluid,

Swim, hold your breath, but eventually you have to breathe..

Love is not a curtain to hide behind,

Nor is it a window to see through,

Or a door to walk through.

Love is a hot shower.

It is a trip to the Louvre.

It is dessert, and the appetizer,

And the main course.

Love is a set of springs in your heart,

To keep the blood circulating.

Love is a sea serpent,

Swimming in the anonymous depths.




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