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Love is… (A Poem)

Love is a religion. We pray to it. We
worship it. We loathe it.
We fear it. We don’t
understand it. We run from it.
We run to it. We wash
ourselves clean of it,
and we make our
sheets red with it.
It is truth. It is honor.
It is purity. It is pain.
It is all done in love’s name,
with everything to lose
and everything to gain.
We are slaves to it,
and sometimes it delivers us.
Love will persecute us,
and save us all.

© 2013 Leslie I. Benson

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