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Words are halting.

They come out messy,

left of their meaning.

They miss the mark.

 

Love.

An all-encompassing word that covers

family, friends, partners, pets.

It means you care and want to be around them.

Sometimes it’s flimsy cardboard.

Get it wet

and it dissolves.

It can be a word that you use because you have to.

You don’t feel it now,

but you’re supposed to.

Or it can be a word that you mean,

but you don’t know how you mean it.

“Love” without definition,

somewhere between friend and more.

 

The truth is in her face.

The lips curve;

eyes shine.

The unguarded smile,

“I love you” in the eyes.

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