~Love~
we think about it.
Sing about it, Dream about it
&
Loose sleep worrying about it
When we do not know we have
It, we search for it.
When we discover it, we don’t
know wh8 to do with it.
When we have it, we fear
loosing it.
Its d constant source
of pleasure & pain
But
we don’t know which it’ll be
from one moment to the next.
Its a short word,
Easy to spell, Difficult to define
&
Impossible to live without … (:
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