What Is Love?
At first, I thought
love could be held
in the palm of your hand,
but then I found out love
was much greater than a palm,
greater than a body,
greater than life itself
love is a hope,a dream,
a way of thought
love is a wonderous,
peaceful feeling
it is what you want it to be,
and you are what it wants you to be,
be yourself and love will come
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