If the nature of love
you wish to understand,
think of it
as an uncut diamond
held in your hand.
Sharp,
and full of rough edges;
if held too tightly,
it can cut you
like a blade.
Strong and eternal;
if polished with care,
it holds the potential
of a beauty rare,
one, that will never fade.
It is as ancient
as the world that made it,
and yet, seems forever new;
complex, when analyzed,
yet, so simple, it’s untrue.
Dancing Tides 