Love
I wonder what is love
Is it the love for flowers
The rain and showers
Or love for something else
Is it portrayed by guitars
Drawn by winds then stars
Perfected by hours
Or decorated however else
Is it reasoned by errors
To us blessings of ours
In petals blooming arts
Or just some happiness
If I ever color Love
Will I paint each part
To fill another heart
Or leave it colorless
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