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Tell Me What It Is Come--tell me what love is. Love--that fickle idea of man-- That eludes and escapes those who wish to define it. Love is the rainbow at the storms end. The final chord in the grand syphony. The unwritten stanza that can communicate a message-- Universally. It is the finale to the fireworks on the Fourth of July-- Another Riddle of the Sphinx, and always--eternally--Life's greatest mystery. Unexpected, unpredictable--and bringer of joy or-- Heartbreak. You are the complete of the puzzle-- And the puzzle itself. Come--tell me what love is-- and tell my heart why it tears itself from my grasp... And mourn with me that the colors and notes have faded away-- before I could find some paper. Read More »
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