Love
Love is a leaf in the wind
Floats and blows and spins
Settles for a moment but a gust
The gust steals it
It settles on a lawn
But the wind snatches
Spins and flutters
Zigzagging the leaf
Till it is raked into a pile
Carried to the mulch
The leaf turns into dirt
The dirt is used to grow food
Or the leaves are raked
And burned and the fire
Love is burnt till none
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