What is love

If you inquired, what my love was like,
I would respond:
The tenderest of passions

But if one dares to balance on a pike ---
Get very rid of any hesitation!

Tonight I am keeping silence in a pain,
Afraid of any audible expire...

And if you ask me "What is love?" again ---
I'll growl: "It feels like... crying with a fire!"


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