Stength is Love

This powerful feeling,
that washes over me,
takes a hold,
of even my soul,

It is not pain,
not soreness or tiredness,
neither hate,
nor anger,

It is love, strong,
a tightness in the chest,
rushes in the heart,

It courses through my veins,
waiting to flow out,
into someone’s heart,
ready to give way,

Love can hurt,
but it is also beauty,
strength is love,
and forever will be.

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