when i let love in, when i first communicated my true hearts intension i hoped to find only peace. The peace of finding out what made my pain ache in my chest. when love was a continual thought
like the urgency of a river love was being handed to me with everyone my kindness was able to touch. I was soon Engulfed in an outragous amount of love.
right off I see this as two different poems or two incomplete stanzas of a much bigger piece. The brake between being at "when love was..." I personally would like to see it as part of bigger piece.