Modes of Expression: Love

To see the beauty and splendor, even in darkness. To witness momentary perfection pass through a periphery temporarily purified, the earth spins and the lover is idolized and recognized every imperfection celebrated for its overpowering goodness. When in love we are free of fear. We are in love with a lover, we are in love with a game winning jump shot — we are in love with the sunset peeking over steel mansions in the sky. We are love with love, and then we are not, and we wonder if love is real before the feeling returns, transcending thinking and every idea of being, where we get lost only to be found. It’s a good time to write nothing.

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I am a writer currently working out of the New York area. https://mythandmist.wordpress.com/ View all posts by mw2828

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