Love

by Stephanie Lynn   Nov 21, 2004


So sleek
And mysterious
in its ways.
Its presence often gone unnoticed
or just ignored.
It toys with its prey,
watches it squirm.
It can bring complete happiness,
or unbearable pain.
It can be Heaven on Earth
or a living Hell.
All while lying still.
Love
is ignorant.
And as they say...
Ignorance
is
Bliss!

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