Perhaps
It all comes so easy
an emotion we give freely,
swiftly said
even unto our dead.
Seems a wonder
a thought to ponder;
Do we mean it
or only repeat it.
Whispered or shouted
emotions tend to be clouded.
Family or friends
it just depends.
Wild or tame
the word remains the same.
Like a fight between hawk and dove,
predator and prey.
A word we crave
but sometimes never say.
it is all around, below and above,
it is the word we call love.
©K. Chun '96
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