Dear Love,
I miss you.
Come back and hug me
with your arms, clingy as kudzu.
Love.
Dear Love,
The world is a cold place.
Without you there is no winner
In this endless race.
Oh, Love.
Dear Love,
How can you make one's life so beautiful?
Turning caterpillar into butterfly
And a wandering heart to dutiful?
My Love.
The End.
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