Centerpiece
Do you willingly take risks, knowing you might fail regarding matters of love?

The garment of love Looks perfectly fitted On whosoever that Choose to wear it on.
How mysterious it is A universal surprise Fitting in all body Shapes and size Colour and race.
The sweet-sour of Its pattern illustrated To my young adult. Still, always willing. To walk through the Runway of the clothing line
In all of it, rough sketches. Needling and stitches I refused to see the Ugliness of unfinished Artistry designs.
In pieces, the snipping sound Runs through the fabric of love.
The incredible masterpiece Became the outcome known As universal centrepiece
Do you willingly take risks, knowing you might fail regarding matters of love? Of course, no one wants to fail. But how do we grow if we do not fail? The death of a seed is mandatory in the growth and reproductive process. In like manner, for gold to be valued, it has to pass through the heating process.
The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost. — Gilbert K. Chesterton
Being made a victim of love could be hurtful but should not take us away from those beautiful arms of love. The same love that hurts still brings healing and happiness afterward. Love does not box up that wrongdoing and fears. It doesn’t stop but keeps moving.
© Chigozirim Emeka (All Rights Reserved)
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In response to Diana C. Guest Prompt Week 1, Day 2. Thanks, Diana C., for providing this platform where thoughts are expressed and Riku Arikiri for initiating this idea.
