Love is a wonderful word
It's like a song meant to charm
Like a lover on his knees
Uttering sweet words to his Ladylove
Love is a mystery
That needs to be felt and cherish
Before unraveling the true meaning of the word
And yet we can never still comprehend
It's a gift worth treasuring
No matter how we say how painful it is
It's a feeling you shouldn't scorn
Because it's a gift, a treasure, a happiness.
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