Real love.
Quiet love.
Comfortable,
comforting,
Simple Love.
Love is a verb
in my world.
It's an action.
An enwrapping
of one's soul
onto
whoever,
whatever
brings them
joy and passion.
I can tell
people who
Love
Much.
They don't have time
to grouse & grumble
and whine & complain
and judge.
They're too busy
Loving.
We all have our moments
when the thorns of Life
irritate or stab us.
We naturally react
with all the emotions
that are our human
blessing.
We have to.
We'd be dead if we didn't.
But,
when all is said and done,
and the heavy emotions
settle,
and when
LOVE
is allowed to once again
rise to the top,
that is what I
Love.
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