I must remember that
some hearts are calm trees; love stored in silence until spring reveals tiny buds which suddenly bloom into brilliant blossoms seemingly overnight expressions of love potential pent-up all winter present but under the surface - though for an entire season they shared no hint of what lay beyond the curtain. While other hearts love differently; compelled by chemistry fusion triggered at the core gravitational collapse pulled into another’s orbit even little exposure provokes a supernova explosion bright and bold and enormous display of love and endless energy un-shy these hearts illuminate full of light igniting space and time with their love burning up in passion and eventually burning out. The buds also wither away; as seasons change the blossoms cannot remain green leaves give way decompose ultimately bare branches are all that stay no longer willing to perform love the curtain drops again and the heart returns to compose an internal score time for storing potential once more until next season’s love beckons another beautiful blossom forth.
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