Love Is In the House

LOVE IS IN THE HOUSE

LOVE is in the HOUSE, and not even a MOUSE is at HAND; or even CLOSE.

But when you come on IN; hang out in the DEN, Love welcome you as a FRIEND, FAN; 

and also next to KIN.  And so, you see how Love CAN make feel right THEN, by 

wanting to grab you by the HAND; and make you to UNDERSTAND, that you are part 

of the PLAN, a PLAN, that will forever STAND at the very END. Now, tell me, isn't Love 

GRAND as it STANDS? For clearly at the END this is what's going to be in DEMAND.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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