Love's Logical End

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No one may be able to define what is called love Person may float on the water like dove He may not be certain or for sure Will that be simple attachment, sacred or pure? Basic instinct may remind her of grave danger She may prove honest emissary and love manager She may rule as queen in lonely kingdom Love may infuse new lease of life out of boredom She may dominate and swear in It may be combination of intelligence and brain Love is blind but may not eclipse She may always greet but never point out lapses Nothing likes to rule than to be ruled Not to be pushed but always to be pulled Gravitational pull may simply work here It will strengthen the bond as you will remain dear You had dreamt or desired it as fish Remained in sea bed with simple wish You may find it as natural gold Soon to find place in lover’s hold We will make it as heaven on soil Win the hearts with smooth sail Moon should feel jealous and hide the face Seek refuge in clouds and go out of race I may not survive to see it longer You may dominate and emerge as stronger True lovers can prove to be good friend Can we make it memorable with logical end? Is it gamble, infatuation, love or lust? Should it not have something special and must? We should rise above and uphold the real value Then only it may find right place and due

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