Straight from the furnace, the flame burns hot and wildly indiscriminate. A thoughtlessness perceived as "true love".
Transformed and interpreted, the flame feels cooler yet deeply considerate. A thoughtfulness perceived as distance.
The former sparks passion...
and war in those predisposed.
The latter sparks harmony...
and insecurities in those predisposed.
Data; zeroes, and ones -- though a universal language -- are lost in translation, if ever heard at all, when transposed on the commonly accepted language of romantic love in a world addicted to polarities, attachment, and fear of loss.
Russian River, CA