Love loves too

Ask it why

And it will stick it's tounge out

Because it loves you

It has no cage

No it don't

Just something you left in the room

And it sat by the window

Looking out

With strange hope

Not to mention love had plans

It didn't even know itself to have

Love was not political

It was different

Kind of wild

Not too different

Than a child.

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