Love's identity

October 3, 2009
It travels in the moonlight,
Forever dwelling outside us
Forever swelling inside us
It is an addiction, obsession,
Even drowns us in depression
We need it
We feed it
Never satisfied,
Our souls we surely hide.
Captivated by its song
Our stricken mouths sing along.

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