This little, bitty object I hold is love.
Too small? Unheard of! This love is like a flower missing sunshine and water.
Right now love has no one to be given to.
How to find such a person?
Your heart will help you, for your heart and love are connected like Yin and Yang. Together they survive.
Why is mine growing?
Why because I give my love to anyone who reads what I write. Isn’t that a gift to love? To be given?
What gift are you giving to your piece of love?