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Love,
One word with four letters
At each corner of the earth
That you have to go fetch
For yourself.
Love is an imagination.
Hearts swoon and tides crash.
It knows no boundaries between
Young, old. Rich, poor. Gay, straight.
I loved once.
My heart,
A drive through motel
That you could just make
Love to and walk out the next day,
Leaving me vacant.