Love's Mystery
What is love, you ask, my dear?
A question that's both far and near.
Love is a feeling, deep and true,
A bond that connects me and you.
What does it feel like, you say?
Like sunshine on a cloudy day.
Love feels warm, like a cozy embrace,
Filling our hearts with joy and grace.
How does it make us grow?
Love helps our spirits bloom and glow.
It nurtures us, like rain to a flower,
Giving us strength, hour by hour.
Can love be measured, like a star?
No ruler can reach love, by far.
It's immeasurable, vast and wide,
A force that cannot be denied.
Why does love sometimes hurt?
Love's path can be bumpy, that's for certain.
But through the pain, we learn and grow,
Love's lessons help our hearts to know.
So, my CHERIE, what is love, you ask?
It's a journey, a beautiful task.
Love is the answer, in all its mystery,
A gift that brings us endless harmony.
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