Revision of the World, I

At first, I thought Love was like a star

irradiant force, burgeoning

warmest at the centre

whence its power

outlasting every eternity of me


But now I am convinced of more meteoric alikeness,

it craters onto a surface

boils the ground from its impact

which then cools to temperatures more bearable

and ponds the rain, finally.


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