Love Is a Choice
Love is great,
And a common trait.
From shore to shore,
With each heart on the floor.
They take their hands,
And give by strands.
Love is a need,
For your heart to feed.
It's lenght will mature,
For ever open door.
Chest to chest,
Moving west,
As they look beyond,
Their passion grows more fond.
A second chance,
Shall make them prance.
A mistake is with fate,
To open that gate.
It's your decision,
To create more fission.
Love is a choice,
Controlled by your voice.
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