It is not an emotion or some feelings
Nor is it a house; it's a home
Though it has no walls or ceilings
Its a promise to never leave her alone.
It ain't something that steps forever
Though its not bordered or bounded
Across the room, the world, wherever
It is an everlasting pact compounded.
It is not judgment, jealousy or greed
Nor a white-flag surrender
The fat lady will never sing
Cause with love, there is no contender.
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