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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