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It's The Simplisticness Of It
There is something uncommon,
About a feeling one suspects...
Is a love that connects.
Undeniable is a chemistry felt.
And unexpected it comes,
With a stunning done.
And difficult it is to admit this.
When two are drawn to each other...
Like the lighting of a flame to a candle wick.
Giving such a brightness to illuminate it quick.
And there it sits...
Unresisting the naturalness of it.
There is something uncommon,
About a feeling one suspects...
Is a love that connects.
It's...
The simplisticness of it.
Needing no elaborate fabrics...
Of smooth satin or silk.
Or a proof of feasting eyes,
To witness true love cemented.
Nor ceremonialized,
With the giving of expensive wedding gifts...
After legalizing with a permanent 'I Do' of promises.
It's...
The simplisticness of it,
That needs none of this to know the feeling that fits.
A heartfelt loyalty devoted feels the presence of commitment.
poem
by
Lawrence S. Pertillar
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