Love is not a bargain, not a trade or score,
It’s the light that brightens, asking nothing more.
It flows like a river, boundless and free,
A whisper of kindness, as vast as the sea.
When you love someone, it’s simple and pure,
No debts to settle, no deals to ensure.
No weight of expectation, no chains to bind,
Just an open heart, gentle and kind.
Love is a gift that makes us whole,
Softens the edges, and nurtures the soul.
It teaches patience, it teaches grace,
Brings light to darkness, a warm embrace.
Not measured in moments, not counted in years,
Love wipes away worries, and dries silent tears.
It’s not in the asking, but in what you bestow,
A touch, a word, a quiet glow.
To love is to give, to uplift, to be,
A better human compassion set free.
No take, no demand, just a heart open wide,
Love is the truth where goodness resides.

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