No Love?Know Love!

I know not what they call love..

Love's not magic, not a whim, nor a delusion,
It keeps no secret, it needs no guise.

It is joy, Its a bliss, Love is longing, Despair it is,
Love's Pleasures and smiles, pain and cries.

Love my friend, is the night most enchanting,
The Tiny bright stars, the vast dark skies.

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I know not..

"I know not what they call love..
Every emotion,each passing sensation,I nurture,I tend..
A new meaning, a new discovery..
And into the unknown my thoughts transcend.."

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