I feel the sun’s warmth;
It brings happiness
I see grey slates of rain;
They lament despair

When I love, I love
Your good and bad, unconditionally
If I hate, I hate
With a deep searing pain

I see goodness, hope and faith
In every situation, action, word
However undeserving

My love motivates and inspires
As it devastates and kills –
Deeply, intensely, completely

That nothing could I do but give
Until it empties
The very life it breathes.

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