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What Do I Know Of Love

What Do I Know Of Love

 

I know its passion and its laughter

its pain and sorrow.

 

I know she is here with me today

and yet, I fear tomorrow.

 

I know the goodness of her soul

and the tenderness of her heart.

 

I’ve known the delights of her sensuous body

and I fear the horrors of it being torn apart.

 

I know the joy of love’s fruition

and the sorrow of its loss.

 

I know the sweetness of her voice

and the agony of her asking, “Make it stop.”

 

I know the softness of her caresses

and the pain of her nails digging in.

 

I know our life has been a love story

and yet, I don’t know where to begin.