the predictable swoon,
the unknown dance,
the chance at something,
the opportunity that's new,
the feelings so old.
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one, two, three, four,
dimensions unexplored,
definitions unknown,
boundaries undefined.
a couple, or two,
a loose definition,
a boundary blurred.
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Love is meant to be challenged. It isn't tangible, it isn't valued until it's challenged. Sure one can analyze, one can question, but only a true challenge can yield answers. Only by not just accepting but by letting another in, letting another have that chance, is love found. From friends to lovers to partners, the truth remains.
A challenge must exist, or love remains blind.
The musings of a self-proclaimed rat.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
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