Bizarre Emotion
by Rhinda Erayne
what is love
is it care
or sacrifice
or a soul laid bare
is it real
for all to see
or hidden
deep inside of me
is it rare
common or trite
to exist does it dare
or slowly die each night
is it an illusion
or substance contained in matter
is it good
does reason it scatter
can it be held
or touched and caressed
or does it batter
the heart to posses
is only time to tell
what love is to me
different for all
so many never see
will it endure
to tease as if to bait
or just the sister of hate

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