Love is real, real is love.
Love is feeling, feeling love.
Love is wanting to be loved.
Love is touch, touch is love.
Love is reaching, reaching love.
Love is asking to be loved.
Love is you, you and me.
Love is knowing we can be.
Love is free, free is love.
Love is living, living love.
Love is needing to be loved.
"As long as you hate, there will be people to hate."
Then take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind, down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, the haunted frightened trees, out to the windy beach, far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky, with one hand waving free, silhouetted by the sea, circled by the c
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