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What Love Is

I cannot tell you what love is

The same way I cannot tell you how to live your life

Unless you have loved with your entire being

Love in its purest incarnation becomes part of your soul

Without its constant touch you cannot breathe

It is like a shadow walking in your every step

The only difference is even when you stop moving

When you somehow cease to exist

Love continues growing, flourishing without your consent

Love cannot be owned by any one person

It is absolute in its adherence to being free

What love is,

Is a feeling so beautiful that when you are with the right person

You believe innately that everything is possible.


Jéan-Pierre, Dean


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