Love is soothing,
sweet, gentle.
You feel like,
although he's not perfect,
that he could do no wrong.
Love is calming,
warm, protecting.
I wish I felt this,
But feel this, I don't.
I'm all alone,
waiting.
But, I do know one thing,
and it is no lie.
Love,
Is,
Pure.
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