Love
invisible
invincible
mysterious
clinging to memories
moments
in the backyard
of the mind.
Love
asks
no proof
no document
nor any validation
Love exists
inspite of itself
of time's tribulations
of vagaries of circumstance
The marching time
nor
the piling struggles
snuff
it out
It stays on
surviving attempts
at burial
at decapitation
at forgetting
at indifference
thriving in itself
Love is in love with itself
a true narcissist!
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