What Love Lives For....

a thousand seconds,

held within the many minutes

of each hour,

that makes up,

for each of us,

a single day,

which in turn,

creates the weeks that pass,

landing in the pocket of our hearts,

tending to add up to the months

that can seem so short,

while rapidly accumulating the years

that seem to fly us by.

if we are blessed,

.......not lucky.......

This would be

what I believe to be the the very moment

that made all the times,

both

good and bad,

all

worth the while.

but,

i'm weird.

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