Love is not some overdue debt to be paid
Love is a soothing massage when your nerves are frayed
Love is not the line between wrong and right
Love is the warm touch in the middle of the night
Love is not a lie cleverly wrapped in deceit
Love is the cut healed after wounds will bleed
Love is not some distant, far off voice
Asking for another chance when you already had the choice
Love is permission not often granted
When love has been abused and trust is recanted
Love is not the coma we hide behind in our sleep
Love is vast like the ocean, and dangerously deep
Love is not fear stemming from silence
Love is the absolute cure to hatred and violence
Love is not fair weather to all who seek her rain
Love is constant pleasure with very little pain
Love is not a bargain you have to take home
Love is security to prevent you from feeling alone
Love is not excuses for what went awry
Love is forgiveness with that look in your eye…
Love is not the climax at the height of our sex
Love is the soft kiss that dances across my neck
Love is not the discomfort and changes over the months
Love is the first sign of life; a kick from that bump
Love is not ageless or pure paradise
Love is growing old with you under sunset skies
Love is simply love in all its entirety
Love is always me and you
Love is forever you and me
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