Happy Valentine's Day. May it be filled with beautiful memories, however you define it.
LOVE
What is love?
Is it the rapture
That elevates the soul
Like the emergence
Of a spring dawn?
And fill the heart
With a sensation
Like no other
It has ever know?
Can it be the blossoming
Of a summer's rose?
Or the repetitive echos
Of a newborn baby's cry?
Perhaps it is the warmth
Of a mother's hand
That wipes away the tears
From an infant's eye
Who is wrought with pain
It can not explain.
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