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I equate love captured in a magnificent stone or that of a pearl of great price.
Once this life is lived you never get a second chance at which to roll the dice twice
love came to me as swiftly as an angelic fervor nestled on the very fabric of my soul
one can't exchange love for lust in the twentieth century world in quite a rush
love is a state of being in feelings down deep in the heart of the one we have to do
One may retionalize the very notion of love through tunnels of glorious flowers in their vast apparel...

love is from the touch of baby in need of a mother for comfort all nestled in a blanket
love is in the outdoors at night as you casually hear the cricket going through it
love is in the vibration of a touch from a hand let the reader truly understand
One hand to hold a heart will mend with whom the one we come to depend
love is in the midnight hour in the hour of power we you take a nice hot shower

love is candy toward a toddler when they only have a dollar stretch it further
onto the vast expanse betwixt space and time it is no variance of the truth nor that of a lie
stroll humbly into the park as you mark the lonely day in jest to sweat with bat & ball
we can carry a song in our hearts as we light the inner spark to what we need to know
love has gained it also has lost humanities heaviest of cost

it's found in the grandmothers eyes at her surprise when they throw her a party
love is found in empathy or in its lasting humble state of sullen brevity
out of every circumstance we will learn to take part in the dance
to cherish a red rose that was plucked a time before

one hand to hold a heart will mend
when will we ever live to understand
filled with adorable eyes basking in a sweet surprise
looks through and past all those vain little lies

outside is quick sand in their approach you see
falling apart at the very seams they live and settle in the make believe
yet what are they most willing to achieve
when both of us willingly agree

the sweet elegance of its portion of a little vested homily
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