Love is connection
Love is a place to share affection
Love is a home
Love is space to roam
Love can be without direction
Just a heart beating
It can be fleeting or repeating
Full of feeling and dreaming
But what is it we’re seeking,
Of this moment?
In this space?
Is my heart an component,
Or an opponent?
How do I navigate it?
Maybe I should just feel it?
– The Moment
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