The Conversation
Is there someone you love,
she asks.
Yes, I say,
more and more as each day passes.
Is there someone you hate,
she asks.
Yes, I say,
more and more as each day passes.
Is it the one person,
she asks.
Yes, I say,
one day the charmer;
another day the snake.
How can that be,
she asks.
I say,
Love is the light and the dark,
the sweet and the sad,
the fire and the ice,
the life and the death.
Love is a story held in the heart
even long after it breaks.
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