out of control
love can blindside you
forcing you to lose control
sometimes hitting hard
like a car accident
often flickering like a light
gaining strength
minute by minute
slowly burning into a torch
at last settling into a
constant glow
yesterday the fire
suddenly ceased to be
the rampant love fully evolved
into something
incomprehensible
sinking below & hovering above
neither physically present
nor otherworldly
perhaps temporarily
someplace in between
may two thousand twenty-two
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I like how your poem leads up to “someplace in between” because, “love can blindside you”
Nicely written, from experience no doubt.
Thank you for your thoughtful comment, LaToya. It’s nice having you here.