love is like

love is like:

                             a needle and thread separated on the end table;

                             uselessly idle when apart.

the brief equilibrium between seasons,

as a foot bridge amidst chapters.

                               it is:

the wind that spreads thirsty flames,

engulfing vast forests left smoldering in its wake.

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