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What is love


Love is something a mother feels....

Love is something children share....

Romantic love is something felt from the heart....and then
Into the body....

Never into the body and then to the heart....that is Eros...erotic love

A grip...that can confuse us...
And even confuse a nation.....with vile sexuality...perversity and
Radical violence.....where the weakest are at stake....

A person who knows not how to surrender their
Hearts to true love....

True love...is a person worth of your love
A person who is worth of your love..is someone
Who gives you that which you seek...need and
Makes you feel love.....

Those who run with love alike a moth playing around
The the light will always be no more then moths
Playing around with the light...getting their wings burned
Always ....living in the illusion that the light is the sun...
And that they are flying and feeling the warmth of the light of day....

Dreaming and most of all fooling themselfs that this is it..
.the real thing .....love...God's light
In your life....

A fool..a moth dancing around a candlelight....

For the hearts shaped fully...love comes only once...once

For those shapes halflee...maybe twice....

For those shaped not at all....love comes times and times
Again....

They'll carry their hearts on a sleeve.....and know not
Who will have it for the day.....

That is okay.....fully...this is their way..in finding love....
This is
their way...they will and might also get there..one day....

But certainly..everyone should be with whoom they choose...


Though the unshaped hearts....they still do not know who they want...
It changes from the whim of the day....

But..they learn from living...how to surrender in love...to
Just one person....

Life's
Ages
Years
Million years......
A heart can take...in waiting to know    to know
To know love...between two.....

Or just love itself...


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