In Adoring Arms

Love is standing at the core of a waterfall
Grasping at its beauty with both hands
But watching as the water crash and slip,
Crash and slip. Never to have,
Never to hold. Drenched, but still
Desperately reaching, hoping that
For a moment you feel a sense of control.
Feel, before it disappears again, but it
Keeps falling.
What I would give to feel so helpless again.