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The Gentle Subtle Simple Reminders of Love

Nothing reminds me of the times
when I was deeply in love
like looking at the full moon on a dark night

And why shouldn’t it?

The times of love are the
only bright source of light
in the life that is covered
in apathy of darkness

Nothing reminds me of the times
when I was madly in love
like looking at the unwavering waves on the seashore
with the breeze whispering in my ears

And why shouldn’t it?

The madness of love is the
only flavor that adds spice
to a mundane life

Nothing reminds me of the times
when I was truly in love
like on a cold winter morning
looking at the dewdrops settled
on the petals of a flower

And why shouldn’t it?

Within the trueness, madness,
and infinite depths of love
lies the meaning of life.

Said LOVE to LIFE. “Ditto”, replied life.
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