to have it in full
one must be open, vulnerable.
willing almost to lose
it and
end one's life
in doing so.
there are elements that must
be
had,
as in all things,
the earth made up of water
and minerals,
the life
that lives and expands
with each year that passes.
but love
is equally complex.
souls need to be bared, trust
must come
like a sun,
or moon
exerting light and hope
upon those that dare.
it isn't easy,
it's almost impossible to
hold,
like mercury in your palm,
it's slippery.
rare.
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