Akwama on Love
Shoreline flipped 90 degrees CCW
They hunt love in the jungle of things
imagining themselves well equipped,
unaware of the burden of their needs
or the handicap of their wants.
They are loaded with Musts, Oughts and Shoulds
as if love cared about laws and rules
other than the law of life and the rule of desire.
They think by capturing love they can train it to produce happiness
whenever they scold their emptiness.
They want to give and take, but love never takes.
It gives and grows by what it receives.
It cares not for things.
Caresses weigh deeper than gifts.
A kiss on the back of the neck
can grow into priceless passion.
They fear to stand naked in the face of life,
apologize for the purity of their desires
and look for love among things,
imagining that love can be captured.
Love is the hunter.
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“Love joins
as it submits to the force of life.”
Dartwill Aquila
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System Humanity 
Thanks and love, Camelien!
However, it’s true that ‘love is blind.’ Love doesn’t see age, or gender or race. Love is always!
Willing bundles of warm (((hugs))) and buckets of joy with gratitude for all you do. Write on! 😉