Many Things Is Love

February 28, 2018

Love is a thing of mystery,

Hidden between the lines.

Love is a thing of sadness,

Shone in the tears of the broken hearted.

Love is a thing of beauty,

Hiding in her smile.

Love is a thing of silence,

Never heard in the crowds.

Love is a lifeline

And she,

Is hanging by a thread.

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