Origin
A rock thrown in the pond
makes a splash, vibrations sent
from its origin
depending on the force
determines how long it lasts
an accurate reflection of what just
happend
you came in the middle of the
storm while sailing in the seas
when all hope was gone
you pitched a stone made
of what it felt like to be in love
before impact there was a spectrum of bright lights and sounds
adding what needed added and subtracting what needed subtracting
as the force knocked me off my feet
I arose pulsing and vibrating
with your energy.
Abruptly, it was gone.
It was nice for the moment to know what it felt like to be in love
Again, searching for the origin
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