It’s a hug
That calms a storm,
A kiss that’s cool rain,
From a sun so warm.
It’s a touch
That stands apart in a crowd.
A glance
That makes breath so loud.
It’s the moon,
On a dark night.
It’s who or what
That brings you to its light.
Love is all the words
Poets have written or said,
It births in the heart
And lives on in the head.
Hearts Still Care 
Who or what…….silly as it may sound…..i never thought i can love some thing……i always assumed it would be someone……and now i look around and see people who are passionate for things as well. Guess it’s my clue to widen the net to include people and hobbies in the love sphere
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Wide nets are always pleasure givers. But you never know what they might end up hauling in.
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Thanks for heads up. I will keep that in mind 🙂
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