Love
Love is an intense feeling of deep affection.
I'd rather detest this simple definition.
Love is the existence to you and I.
It's the fuel to the fire below the sky.
Love is the heart's requisite desire to fly.
It's the ultimate reason we wish not to die.
Love is infinite of meaning wouldn't you say?
Is it not the entire reality to this present day?
Copyright © Derek Johnson | Year Posted 2016
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