Loves live light
Intangible to touch
Full of feeling
Hidden within
Seen from the outside
Watch now, close your eyes
See a mother cradling her own
Close your eyes, look now
What words?
Profoundly unceasing?
Dwelling deepness?
Oh such labyrinth love,
We can only wander in the wonder
Of the blood oathing love
Till death do they part
The most tenderest.
Of the blinding binding love
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