What is Love?
If not the all.
Isn't that why you're meant to fall?
The candle flame, the ghostly shade.
Unruly child ne'er taught to behave.
A heat that freezes, icy depth in sizzled wake.
The razor cuts and skin burns of heartbreak.
Insane laughter that turns joy to tears.
Grief returned and tempered by years.
But all throughout you feel the tender.
The love divine from passion's sender.
The truth of amore in first kiss tasted.
Moments embraced are never wasted.
What is love?
It is all.
Sent by the Universe,
It's Heaven's call.
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