It’s like the sea.
On some days, it will come and hit you like a
wave, and on some days – you’ll sit with your
toes dipped right it.
On some days, you’ll go for a quiet swim when
no one’s around, and on some days, you’ll feel
like it’s trying to carry you away.
It’s like love.
On some days, it comes and hits you like a
storm – leaving you overwhelmed,
and on some days, it does small things
like changing the pillowcase.
On some days,
It gives you quiet moments,
With shared little secrets,
And on some days, it tries to swallow you
whole.
Quiet, fierce, with open arms
love looks much like the Sea.
It sits right there on the darkest nights,
and lets you sink, swim and be.
PS: It’s been a while.
Enchanted Poetry 