Love and Pinata Fluff
Love is you loving me and me loving you
The rest is piñata fluff
Though love seems an illusion
it lives in the soul of expectation
I fight for the love we had yesterday
to experience your pure love again
and as we know today some people can’t be loved
in this promiscuous era of selfish indulgences
the personal pronoun prevails
But you and I have a loving history
I always felt we were too quick to part
but we have seen the light
haven't we?
When the young fall in love
they have no understanding of the struggles ahead
unselfish efforts we willingly make to strengthen the bonds of love
may later default on the promise that forever love though sincerely said
can close all paths to the truth of an honest love
But you and I are lucky to have found each other again
you feel that too don't you?
we remember the love we had and shared don't we?
enough shenanigans, let’s go home, our home
And love each other again fervently
like we did the first time we met and began this true love
in those golden tomorrows we promised each other
in those happier days and nights of yesterday
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