Love is

I met common by the road
Clothed with sense, I asked for direction
He said, “Never run from love
Young one, never run
For in the end, you will find the streets empty”
Hard to see, beautiful ways
The taste I seek
Hard to find, eyes they meet
Tuned for the right time
Always love,
always kiss the ground of earth
And pray for the skies up there

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