Love is like quicksand, both alluring and
deep, A gentle embrace, then it pulls you
under, In its depths, secrets and treasures
to keep.

At first, it feels light, a sweet, tender
wonder, But soon, it engulfs with a
powerful hold, Dragging you down, tearing
dreams asunder.

Yet in its embrace, mysteries unfold, For
love, like quicksand, is both cruel and kind,
A paradox of warmth and icy cold.

In its depths, true hearts may intertwine,
Or lost forever in the sands of time.


© C.Warner