Would we, if pressed, with any assurance
Appreciate Love’s most affecting endurance
Tis more than a feeling, a healthy attraction
As virtue highborn or a welcomed distraction
Unselfish and loyal, in various forms
It offers protection from life’s fearsome storms
To love is to trust is to care for another
The gentlest of touch, or a force that may smother
Steadfast and eternal, or fickle and short
It can soothe like a balm or might sting like retort
Love is our air, for without it we perish
It grants us deep meaning and moments to cherish
It gives us a purpose for which we can strive
Bolsters resolve, keeps our passions alive
As base as an urge or as studied as law
Hardly is perfect, yet we suffer its flaws
We bury it deep or show off on our sleeve
Will run away screaming or chase should it leave
I doubt there is thing that competes with its power
And we’ll be at its mercy till last dying hour…
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