Water Water flows like love, a trickle at the start, but as the flow begins to build a torrent washes past, and then a deluge washes over me, the water fills my soul, the flood subsides, but still there, a constant in my life Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Author: Peter Writer and co-founder of From Heartbreak to Happiness View all posts by Peter