The Opposition?
Love never had made sense to me
Though never brought offense to me
Then knocked with vigor recently
Now developed the propensity
For loving with intensity
I've discovered this diversity
Was I meant to see?
Can it be?
Is love my true identity?
I laughed and she defended me
Am I my only enemy?
poem by Les Wordsmore
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