Love is a River

The sun teased
from behind
mocking clouds
as we drifted
down Love’s river
her delicious
ice blue eyes
taunting me.

Totally wrong.
We didn’t drift.
Love is far too
treacherous
to navigate on
faith alone.

We worked
at it
we watched for
rocks
rapids
branches
to rip out
the base of us.

We watched people
fighting
to get upstream
where we began.

Idiots.

All the while,
I drank deeply
from her private
flask.

#shygirl

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