I poured this love from a beaker
into a vat of frozen apathy–
thinking of course that my love for you
would become smoke and evaporate quite rapidly.
But instead, do you know what happened?
That love set the freeze on fire,
turning the frozen apathy
into a vile of liquid desire.
While theories speculate that love should harden
without a chance to ever thaw,
love will always remain the exception,
and no theory can trump the law.

Loved this, Deah!
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Thank you so much! I appreciate your comments and support. It means a lot!
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You are most welcome, Deah!
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