Love, you hide in the weirdest places, but
I find you splendid in every way.
Especially when you come along,
jumping out in front me.
Sort of like a gift, don't you think?
I mean well sure
you've hurt me some before.
But not anymore.
You just keep giving and for now
I'll graciously take it.
Why question you
when you're only making me smile?
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