Without love there is no life
Without life there is no living,
We live to find that love,
From the very being,
If love was physical I long to that vision,
A body composition of perfection,
Would have to be its image,
Where do we find love?
Is it here in plain sight?
Is it an endless battle?
Or just a simple fight,
Now I ask myself do we find love.
Or does love find us?
Traveling from the wings of heaven,
Sent from the skies above,
Is it a pray or a dream,
A figment of our imagination,
Or is it reality?
Many questions are asked,
And the answers are hard to find,
If we believe in love they aren’t far behind.
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