It's in the specificity...
when you listen carefully, hanging onto the words of a moment..
when their words crack, or the wind blows their hair ever so lightly...
or when you experience the moment of a sense that takes you by surprise like the unexpected taste of honey on the tip of your tongue...
it's in the specificity of a moment,
that true longing is built...
and the continuity of repeated meetings that these specifics grow to knowns, then you learn to continue to create and
LOVE by choice...
Love is a choice... Love is a choice... Love is a choice.\
Create with the continual choice of a commitment.
This is love.
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