My love has no hands,
It doesn’t try to hold you down,
pull you to my level,
push you into places you
don’t want to go.

My love has no eyes,
It doesn't seek your countenance
trying to find signs to distrust,
looking for excuses,
searching for sympathy.

My love has no feet,
It does not try to step
on your dreams,
trod upon your hopes and fears,
keep you beneath me.

My love has no mouth,
It does not speak lies
in the form of truths,
lash out to wound you,
trick you with flowery phrases.

My love has no end,
It will never expire,
it will never leave my heart
except to bind to yours.


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