It’s true, we often wrangle
It’s true, we like it guileless
It’s exactly true, no matter what, we damn in LOVE.
LOVE never know when it started
Love never know how it develops
Love never know how it expands
But Love never understand why it cracks in a sudden
And yet Love never know how it recovers
As Love never realizes what made it SO.
SO is Love a Painful gizmo?
So is Love the Owner of devotion?
So is Love a Wonderful obsession?
So is Love the Eden to be?
So is Love the Respect we covet?
Thus irrevocably Love is POWER.
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