It starts slowly
A trickle
Soft, sweet, gentle
The promise
Like a flood it consumes
Everything
Swift as the tide
It pulls you under
Head below water
Captivated
Terrified
Softly it whispers
Surrender
Violently it spits you on shore
No explanation
Reason
Just gone
Spent, forever more
Love promises all
Consumes everything
Exiting
A meek skeleton
Rider beware
Hold onto your heart
It's gambling with your soul.
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