Love

Love is a bit like the dampness that comes after persistent rain.

Love is a bit like the air that fills the sky and every tiny space.

The birds fly in it, the wind blows in it, but we never see it.

Love is most like gravity.

A tiny force between me and the sun that holds a mighty planet in orbit.

A force that weighs my foot to the ground and links me to every point of the universe.

A mysterious, invisible, undeniable connection between you and me.

© 2008 Epiphanist

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