Love is This

Love is this, that, and the other

It is whatever, wherever, whenever

and above all,

Love is this ache, that pain, and the end of

feeling, dreaming, spreading wings

alone,

Love is knowing, waiting, forgiving, but never forgetting

spaghetti hoops, hummus and bagels

on nights that we jet off,

whilst sleeping with stains on pillow cases

talking, snoring, and laughing

of all the places,

Being here, there, anywhere at all

it matters not, because stripped bear of this, that, and the other

love is nothing more than us, forever

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