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What Is Love

What Is Love? Is love a harmonic heaven or haunting hell on this quest I daily dwell? A benevolent blessing or perhaps an empty shell of a bewitching spell A candlestick lit at both ends, stuck in the middle as my love pretends A burning wick of my devotion defends the poison inside me descends. Dec.02.2017 Unanswered Questions Sponsored by: Juli- Michelle

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Line Gauthier

Date: 5/5/2018 7:07:00 PM

Very witty, WW. Belated congrats on your fine win.

Faraz Ajmal

Date: 3/1/2018 7:09:00 AM

You have explained love really beautifully, congrats on your well deserve win, it was indeed a beauty

Roy Pett

Date: 1/30/2018 4:43:00 PM

Congratulations on your well deserved win WW, great question. :))

Sandra Haight

Date: 1/29/2018 7:12:00 PM

A very contemplative unanswered question, WW! Congratulations on your win. Sandra :)

Eve Roper

Date: 1/29/2018 4:20:00 PM

Nicely written , ^WW^, congratulations on your win

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 1/29/2018 3:54:00 PM

Wow! So Interesting especially with the attached video! Congrats!

Jan Allison

Date: 1/29/2018 3:48:00 PM

Very well expressed ^WW^ and many congrats on your win:-) hugs jan xx

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 12/13/2017 11:17:00 AM

Hello W.W. it is hard to burn the candle at both ends. One side is romantic,the other is... I don't know.What that means. I hope you win the contest. have a nice day my friend.

Susan Ashley

Date: 12/12/2017 4:59:00 PM

A very contemplative and beautifully expressed write of an age old question Winged Warrior. Enthralling imagery and enticing rhyme, as always, my wonderful friend. If it hasn't been judged yet, good luck in the contest! Warmest wishes..

Freddie Robinson Jr.

Date: 12/8/2017 7:23:00 AM

Very poetic ponderings, WW. The wrong kind of love is truly a poison descending into the depths of one's soul. Exquisite imagery expressed in this bottle of jinn poetry. Mighty fine spilled ink. Love and joy always.

Maria Williams

Date: 12/4/2017 9:30:00 PM

I thought you got the answers in those ancient caves? No? Perhaps another trip wouldn't go astray, this time I'll come with you, shall I? Just kidding,WW, another amazing write from your magical pen my friend. Good luck in the contest...Maria

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 12/2/2017 1:21:00 PM

Well expressed and I like the accompanying picture/animation.

Arthur Vaso

Date: 12/2/2017 10:53:00 AM

Very well written, enjoyed!!

Akkina Downing

Date: 12/2/2017 10:04:00 AM

LOVE - is when you smile genuinely first thing in the morning because you're grateful waking up alive and breathing... that's love from Him above :) good morning my dear friend ^WW^ and. Eat of luck in the contest :) hugs and smiles :)

Arturo Michael

Date: 12/2/2017 7:52:00 AM

It's all of those things and more...All the best WW

Vijay Pandit

Date: 12/2/2017 6:35:00 AM

Good question--many images of love you depicted--so apt, because it is such a complex subject--best for a win WW!