It
It cannot be explained
It cannot be seen.
But it can consume you,
It can invade your dreams.
It can take you to the heights,
It can plumb the depths.
It can be your final word,
Upon your dying breath.
Surely love is it,
Without it, what are we.
Love brings the best in us,
The best in you, and me.
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