The Eyes of Love

 

Love sees differently.

 

Sometimes through tears of joy or pain.

 

Sometimes through tenderness then violent rage.

 

Love sees though eyes of the young and old.

 

Love sees right down to the core of the soul.

 

Poverty and riches love also precieves.

 

As begger or wealthy both give and receive.

 

Who is this love that looks through our eyes?

 

Who is this love that sometimes hides?

 

I AM

 
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