The beauty of love is not in stability.
But in uncertainty.
When your lips shiver,
and your heart pounds
Concerned...
about the moments you share
and you ask yourself;
if you really belong to
each other.
Even on some level
In this universe.
If your souls were created
the same
Then you see the answer;
in a single touch of his.
Even when you remember
The end might be soon,
You wouldn't complain.
And there,
There you find beauty in uncertainty.
The very pure essence of love.
Beauty in uncertainty the very essence of love what a great reminder Victoria I needed to be reminded of this today Thank you, full marks
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The beauty of love is not in stability. But in uncertainty. True.Nice line. Beautiful sharing of experience! ! And there, There you find beauty in uncertainty. The very pure essence of love. It was the best line of the poem.10 for it. Thanks for sharing this poem. Hope you would visit my page some day. Thanks again. Subhas