Love is a frantic flame
A secret recipe
That makes the world go round
Love is caught
Never truly bought and blindly
Wide awake to psychedelic magic
Love is grasped
When you give-it
Away
Love is enslaving
Yet durable
Having an eternal capacity
Love is a protest
For passion
Responding to no logic
Love is insane
A never-ending marathon
A high-altitude sickness
And if love is a fool
I too am a fool
In love
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