breakfast in bed

love is the

only word that

has no meaning

while still meaning

all the other words

said at once

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i was asked

to define love

and i said it was

the ability to not

define anything and

still understanding

which left some confusion

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love sees love

by blinding all

in binding hands

held and kisses

kept and did you sleep

or did you spent the night

waiting to see me, morning

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modern love stories

do not tell of star crossed lovers

for the light pollution is too dazed

and the computer can moan

and with just an adjust,

i can see far across the stars

to the emptiness they left

and the loneliness of life

no love has known

in the absence of modernity