the greatest of these is love
the most painful of these is love
dost love not trap us all
dost love not hold us captive
love's seasons change faster than autumn's leaves
love's strings strain harder than tendons to bones
love hath power to destroy us in one breath
love hath mystery to entice us in one kiss
dost love not keep us apart
dost love not push further away
thy flame burns out and will fade
thou art a spark waiting to evade
thy garden dries up and dies
thou art a weed twisting in lies
I bid thee love to be fairest of them all
I admit thee love to be scariest of them all
thou art far easiest to enthrall
thou art thy lover's worst fall.
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