garden /desert………………. for d.m.

impossible to deny the presence of love/ two giving it their best shot of keeping their affections under wraps                   but it comes oozing out like peanut butter in a pb&j          your friends make faces, raised eyebrows and you shrug it off trying to no avail not to smile…………………….it is what it is

same goes when love isn’t there, everything seems awkward and you feel like you are walking in quicksand, movement seems labored, things seem stagnant and the air is still, frozen               very painful to watch one half reach out, then almost demand affection and none is there………………it is gone

so there it is……………………..love doesn’t limbo…………………….it doesn’t come and go      either it’s growing, firmly rooted or it is dying

hence the garden……………………………………………..and the desert

in the garden love flourishes, blossom’s and spreads to everything around,          in the desert it is stripped by the vultures, taking what they want and discarding it after it has served their purpose

impossible to deny the presence of love……………………………very hard to ignore it when its’ not present

if you play with a person’s heart……………………………………………then you and the polar ice cap have a lot in common