Love (a somewhat sonnet)

Let's talk about this:
what's true is spoken
more than just from the lips.

Its meaning most mortals misunderstand;
      it is a feeling,
            a journey,
                  a reason for all things good.

It inspires profusely
      and transpires wildly.

When said it multiplies in meanings
      in infinite descriptions
for an infinite degree of feelings.

When only said to you
it is the most true:
I purely and entirely do.

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