Is love life itself
to be taken and devoured
or cherished and held
up to that light.
Would that it
were easy, nay simple
then all would be as we
wish it to be
for what is life
but love itself.
Incarnate voracious demanding
Shall We descend to the depths or
Raise to another plane.
it Starts with
a glance
a small sigh,
a whimper .
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