Love...
Love is more than mere words we speak
it is the heart of the passion consuming it's prey.
Love is enumered by all that it touches spreading
want to all that feel it's warmth.
Love is more than a feverent look...a spark of
interest and then the fires that become...
Love is like an animal needing to be fed...
without Loves return..all is Dead.
it is the heart of the passion consuming it's prey.
Love is enumered by all that it touches spreading
want to all that feel it's warmth.
Love is more than a feverent look...a spark of
interest and then the fires that become...
Love is like an animal needing to be fed...
without Loves return..all is Dead.
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