The nutrient of love.
Love is a spice with many tastes,
a dizzying array of textures and moments.
Every single sight, every feeling.
Love comes in at the eye,
Sitting next to you is like taking a sip of eternity,
The sun, the stars, the sky,
Never seemed so good before.
Forever never seemed so short.
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Author:
Henry Canticle (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Do you have to be in love with someone to feel love? What if it's an optimistic type of feeling where we love the future significant other? Neat.
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