Falling in love too easily
Can there be such a thing?
Where coupling is preferred
Over committing to a ring?
In a world where outward beauty
Obscures the inner soul,
And love often means bondage
A means to have control
To love truly, deeply, passionately well
Seems a fools venture at best.
But cowering fearful in the shadows
Cannot give the heart its rest.
To be open to the chance
That love may seek you out
To be willing to know another life
Is what living is all about.
And what else is there in this life
When our time to breathe is through?
But the heart full of loving memories
And the people who treasured you.
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