Hesitation marks the beginning
Greatness is abound
But not for the weak
The passion that drives
Insanity ensues when
What’s expected is not imbued
Detours break piece by piece
Each rounded corner
Until sharp edges remain
Such a delicate yet resilient thing
The heart, is not to be tampered
But fear drives me to continue
Losing you is not in the book
But my dreams speak of it nightly
Pushing me to try harder each day
Trying may be suffocating us
What else am I to do?
But push on and hope we can endure
Rivers flow to lakes
Flowing to the never ending sea
Fueling my passion, my love for you.
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