It is in love that we are set free. For in love, we find joy, and in joy we are glad. Love is the key that shall set us free from our tombs of hate and grief. Love is a guide on this path of life that winds so hard ‘round things that try to block us. It is a light that saves us tears and pain and saves our heart the mess of an ache. It is at all times there for us in our time of need, and it shall never judge when it knows not of what has gone wrong. Love is kind and knows no ties. It does not look at us when we have done wrong with eyes of scorn.
Its eyes know just care with a soft touch. Its tone is low with no hint of ire. Love has a face of charm, pure skin that shines in the dim light of a sun that has set with the hues that dance ‘round high cheeks. Love has hair that falls as rain down a trim back of white snow. But love has no sex; it is not girl or boy. Love is what we make of it; it is just there to be with us in our time of need: a soul mate for rich and poor, for those who know no one, for those who have no hope left and lay in snug in the night.
Love can’t be sold. Love is not there for that. Love is not there at all, say some. It is just the mind. But they are wrong. They fear that which they do not know, and they do not know the joy of love. But love knows them and it calls to them with arms flung wide; it waits for them to come and to know it. Love does not care who you are; love will love you.
Love is no fool. The one thing that is a fool with love is that love does not stay gone though we may want it to. It will not go, and for that we must be glad. You may dance with lust, but love will not burn you as such. Love is not so harsh as to do that.
Love does not care that we are born to die, for love shall stay. When you close your eyes, you’ll feel the warm arms of love come ‘round you and keep you safe. Love will not hurt you, and if it did, it did not mean to. And love does not care what you have done in the past. Love shall love you for you, be it what ever you have done. Love shall be there to wake up with you and French kiss the first light of dawn. Love is just that way.
Love is a thing of joy! Sing out with love in your heart! Let those ‘round you know that you have found love and love has found you! Dance with love and not lust, for they are two things that are not the same. Find love and you shall find the very thing that sets us all free! And you will be full of glee, for you shall be warm in your mind and soul, and you shall be kind and fair to those ‘round you; for you would now know what love is and if you know, you shall know why it makes other full of mirth. And you shall love yourself.
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