Love Poem by Mouktar Albert
Love
One cannot simply seek out love for love is not an object to be discovered, but an experience a blending of two wistful souls. A plane of indemnity upon which all is let bare to be beheld and to behold. Therefore to avow ownership over such a subjective experience is not love which is boundless, selfless and unwanting, but a narsasistic indulgence a self-serving desire, the abyss which knows no limit.
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