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Love is a miracle
You want to put in a box
And tie a string around
For safe-keeping.
You want to be able to
Open the box and take it out,
To hold and admire.
You want to put it on display
So all the world around you
Can see that you have it.
You want it to be there,
Always the same.
You want to wrap yourself up in it
And smile a satisfied smile.
You want it to hold you up
Out of the everyday,
And make you feel more beautiful than you feel
Without it.
You want it to save you
From the ugliness you see inside.
You want it to stay where you tied it up,
Never moving or changing shape.
But love has no form.
You cannot bind it,
For it goes where it wants to
And behaves on its own whims.
It teases you by bouncing
Here and there, as it changes and
Grows or dies.
Love is a miracle
You can only hold inside.
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Love is Still Young
