Posted by Tawanda Blake on Tuesday, February 10, 2015
Love hangs in the balance, dangling like a plum--dipping low enough to touch ... It's sweet enough to eat if you'd only just... taste it. Love waits patiently in the evenings and mornings--all day long, hoping to be taken, and waiting to be had...feasted on with an unremarkable craving. It dangles prematurely, and intentionally, until it's ripe. Love waits patiently to be seen, felt, and heard... It shouts with vigor! It screams out with authority! Can you hear it? Do you want it? Why aren't you curious? Are you so rigid and arrogant? Is your soul so putrid that you cannot receive it?
#LOVE--an act of tenacious passion...
