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Price Of Love

Hard to forget a soulful image
Contours of a body
Intimate sounds of moaning and ecstasy
Lies of promises
Blows in fits of raging jealousies
Calming touches
Balms to the wounded selves
Merging imaginaries of binaries
Aching and longings
One calls love.

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