On Love

by Ana Cristina

I believe this—when twin souls meet and their eyes lock for the first time, a kind of spark flares up, invisible to the rest of the waking world. They see nothing but each other.

Love is the ability to look at the ordinary and see it as extraordinary.

So is Love. A marriage of the minds. The joining of breath & flesh barely touches upon this magic. Lovers struggle, blind hands grappling in the darkness to scratch the surface of it. But neither hand nor tooth nor nail can get close enough. Maybe, in an infinitesimal moment no bigger than a pinprick of light, he or she thinks that they have found it.

Yet no sooner than their eager fingers clench upon the wonder does it disappear. Quick as a bird in sudden flight.

Comments

Average Reader Rating: 4.5 stars out of 5

  1. On Love

    Alexa ♥'s Buddy Icon Alexa ♥

    Posted about 1 year ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Very nice. Poetic and sad.

  2. On Love

    Mistress Elsha Hawk's Buddy Icon Mistress Elsha Hawk

    Posted about 1 year ago

    4.0 out of 5 stars

    “a marriage of the minds” is love, good insight! And the fact that love is so hard to catch and hold onto, or is so large it cannot be encompassed, is insightful too. Much more can be said about love….
    but does it have to be so morose, or hopeless? this is borderline heartache. A potential breakup? this made me think!

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