What is love? One dares to ask.
Is it tangible and real?
Though there is no physical evidence,
The heart is overwhelmed by what it feels.
Love has many tricks, you see--
Sometimes it isn't clear.
What may not be obvious at first,
May grow into something dear.
The flirting and the nudges,
The subtleties and the smiles;
This all seems innocent at first,
But who can fully resist loves wiles?
Though nothing is ever perfect,
And of course there will be pain;
When you even-out the odds you see
The weight of the treasure you've gained.
(in honor of Valentines Day hehe)
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