" Because it is all about love "
he whispered in my ear
leaving me in agonizing despair
gasping
not at all sure about the meaning of the word,
"love"
yet fully aware of the hole in my stomach
being the invitation itself to make me
enter that dark hole.
Not at all convinced
that I would survive what was there.
Yet I jumped.
For we all do.
Blind, blinder or blindly
we jump.
we fall
we fall
and if we are lucky we fall
in love
for to know that is to know all
Because it's all about love
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I.A.m
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