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What about Love

What about love -
the silent stalker, night walker,
weaver of dreams,
and fanciful flight
melting reason 
and blinding our sight.

What about love -
wielder of nettles and rose petals,
teasing us, pleasing us - 
with this dangerous dance.

What about love -
in its disguise, breathing sighs,
delivering kisses - 
and the ultimate bliss is
we believe, we believe
............. and surrender.


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