Texture of love

The texture of their love,
More and more looked like circles on water to me.
Presuming it was there,
As soon as i touched it,
It disappeared.

Reviews

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Love this. Just yesterday, I was walking along a canal path when a light rain started, and I stopped to watch circles form and disappear on the surface of the water. I thought of how it wasn’t really possible to rest on one specific cirlce and how that revealed the impermanence of things. Your poem seems to have captured that moment beautifully!

[a_methyste]

Thank you a lot.