Potent Love

Love has conquered the air like the lacquer on freshly varnished wood.

A smell so potent that it’s reality is made clear. Invisibly taking over all the space and it’s way of living.

There is no way that love can drown you, really. However, it can be so that it may suffocate you.

I need love to be something. I need it to be potent. For the love that lacks itself becomes the weakness to the itself.

Love that stands strong announces its presence. Like the candles that release it’s magic. While the source is not seen. We know that it is somewhere.

That is the love that shouts in potency. That without it there is also nothing to see. The same as when it was, for to see it, you must first breath it in.

Suffocating in all that it gives.

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