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Love

Love has no environment
Found in the personal
Yet it has its government
Temporary yet eternal
 
Rational to a logical point
Yet mysterious always
Soothes yet disappoints
Simple yet can amaze
 
If hell burns love writhing
Yoked in bitter isolation
Love is joy yet sorrow
Freeing yet binding
 
Defined intricacy is love
Tough when saving
Gentle, fragile as a dove
Surviving yet thriving
 
Love is a giver and takes
Defined by its Inventor
Perfection against fakes
In abundance yet poor
 
Wisdom guards his Love
Mirrors in discernment
She submits to Him above
Some see love’s adornment
 
Heartbreak pain’s gain
Love wiggles free
Flyaway from stain
Save you, save me

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