The Decision To Love - Poem by Angharad Davies
I felt it coming
I was stretched and compressed
The heart harpoon
And I, voluntarily stood in its way
I chose my final resting place
Chose a body in which to lay
And I was born into your life
And taught you all you know
You chose to Love?
No, Love chose you.
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