Shapes
Love takes many shapesan open hand,an empty room.
Love takes shape over my heart
sometimes warm sometimes hard,
But always leaving a scare.
Love takes my soul to forgotten heights
Lets me see the essence of life,never forgetting absolute delight.
Love takes many shapes
But most of all it is why I can wake another day
to see in your eyes why love will never go away.
Theodore Scott
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