Love arrives
in glory
Wearing garbs of intense heartbreak
It looks into your eyes
And brushes your hair with a smile
“Don’t worry,” it says, “I’ll take care of you”
“Don’t be afraid of the dark,” “it’s just a color” it tells
you.
With its fingertips
Love touches you
In places you never knew existed within you
With its ambrosial embrace
It soothes you
With the spark of its fire
It molds you into gold
And then when its time is over
Love whispers goodbye
Leaving souvenirs in your heart
That’ll guide you
Till eternity
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