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What is love


What is love?

Something almost unintentionally

yet indescribably desirable.

That feeling when you look in to someones eyes

and it’s not really a longing

to only be with that person

but so much more.

You want to understand their worst fears

and what brings them the most joy.

Love to me is not something you simply say

in thanks or return,

I love you gives up a piece of yourself.

I don’t long just for the touch of a hand

or any materialistic gift,

I only ask for an understanding of the soul,

because the fire I see burning in someone’s eyes,

small things like soft smiles

the way their nose crinkles

when they burst out in laughter

that’s when I know I love someone.

  -C.D

 
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