Your love is

Your love is
That gentle way you caress me,
that haunting way you possess me,
that handsome way you address me,
that knowing way you undress me.
That false way you present me,
that cruel way you torment me,
that cold way you resent me,
that harsh way you invent me.
That caring way you advise me,
that friendly way you surprise me,
that sweet way you revise me,
that calm way you capsize me.
That warm way you hold me,
that trained way you mould me,
and it’s just like you told me,
“We were made to fall in love.”

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