Love.
It all starts with this one word.
Every love song, every ballad
It all revolves around this word.
Some poets choose
To decorate it for more than what it truly is.
Some poets choose
To portray it as if it were something magic.
But for some poets,
They don't have to say the word
Because everybody knows by instinct
When love is love.
And that's what love is.
Not a word, not a force of nature.
Love is simply
Love.
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