Love of Sorts- A Poem

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What is love
But a mere thought
Of paradise and ambrosia
Of kiss bitten lips
And wrinkles ironed
Into sheets
Love is a tragedy
A comedy of sorts
Passionate, unfolding
Like a bloom
Ready to share its nectar
With the highest bidder
Love is the touch
That leaves you trembling
That whispers obscenities
Into a lovers ear
Love is the force
A force which guides us
And lights the path
Where lovers chose to roam
Love is home

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