What do you know

Do you know what love is?

I know what it is not.

It is not spitting venom into your face.

It is not holding you down on the chaise.

It is not forcing an embrace

or fighting for space.

It is not fighting,

For nothing.

It is not ignoring those cries.

It is not those casual lies

or those purposeful sighs

or the secret highs.

It is not secrecy

from something.

Do you know what love is?

No.

But it is not this.

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