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