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What does it mean to be immersed in the waters of true love?
To be completely vulnerable; by her eyes willingly held captive.
I had constantly pondered this question in my inexperienced mind. 
Having found my answer; what better way to show it than in rhyme. 

Is it through pain that we show how much we truly love?
Or are we abuse in hopes of it, justifying the shoves?
Is love shown through the strain and struggle we bear?
Or has it hidden itself away as we pull out our hair?

Is sex the key; for it has not been often called making love?
Or have our desires corrupted it, losing sight of what it was?
Is love a lie told to take advantage of helpless romantics?
Or has it truly been lost; for we have grown to wise for its antics?

Love lies hidden; intertwined with the examples described. 
But they all fall short, and are corrupted by the flesh inside.
So I hope in this poem we can final find what love really is.
Removing the fallacies and the lies and the little white fibs. 

Patience is an attribute of love, for without it we become anxious.
If forbearance is lacking it we will summon chaos and undue distress.
Kindness is also need for love to be present; without it love cannot thrive. 
A gentle word surpasses anything said in anger; for it bears no disguise   

Love is with out the arousal of envy and does not care to boast, 
For it has nothing to prove; though it be humbler than most.
Malevolence is a trait that is not of love, for love wishes malice on none.
Love is slow to anger; for anger only invokes actions that are not easily undone. 

Love delights in the purity of honesty but loathes all things dishonest. 
With distrust love cannot survive no matter how sweet the promise. 
Distrust will leave us empty, with our hearts filled with great rue and shame. 
But with love, the world has nothing that can extinguish it's most glorious flame. 

So let us not construed love into a lust filled dimwitted game. 
For we will be left with nothing to hope for; no untainted love to claim. 
Be wise and heed these solemn words written by someone so deeply in love, 
For there is no greater feeling than loving the angel meant for you from above.
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