Meaning Of Love
My eyes look for what
My eyes look for my beloved
My heart bleeds for what
My heart bleeds for my beloved
My soul absorbed in what
My soul sings for my beloved
My mouth liptight for what
My heart is afraid to voice out:
We are facsimile of each other
As we mirror each other
But we are like light and moth
Both need each other
You to shine, I to burn out
Is this all about being in love?
Suffering, yet, being one!
Without suffering, love is nothing
Mykoul
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