Some call it love
I know not it's name
But that which shall
Make me stay with him
That which shall help
Him be better
That I did feel for him
But it ain't the love of man
For that fades with anger
This is what the poets are
Yet to name for me
When they shall declare
I shall to him tell
Love: that's not for you
I found my love .!
What I had for you
The word they did just
Discover!
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