This Is Love
Its light and comes with ease, it often makes you weak in the knees.
This one thing pleasing, yet torture.
Pleasing? Yes when your doing it, your best.
Torture...only when used to pull the strings of anothers chest.
This is LOVE...it's hard to come by, but not hard to give.
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