Sunday, 7 August 2016

Love is ...

Love is pain;
without sacrifice;
you don't gain

Love is pure
like the glacier;
turns impure
through passage of years;
like the city river

Love is sin
you regret;
when you fall deep

Love is thirst
you can't satisfy;
with togetherness
or loyalty

Love is sweet poison
eating slowly;
your self worth
and pride

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