Love

Love in 50 words

By LightnessPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

by Ai

Love keeps me soft smooth and safe

Love keeps me healthy and united in togetherness

Love creates a strange feeling inside of me I feel Younger I feel a huge relief

Love, You are like the reflection of Us both into One

Love how far is still so close

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Babs Iversonabout a year ago
Marvelous love poem!!! ❤️❤️💕
George’s Girl 2026 about a year ago
Really lovely 🖊️📕♦️♦️♦️♦️

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