The Pursuit of Love

I sought to understand love

Through my misty spectacles.

I tried to observe its different facets

In my muddied existence.

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Though I knew it was supposed to be great

I saw only glimpses;

And though I tried to analyze it

I couldn’t begin to fathom it.

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Until I closed my eyes

And learned to listen to my heartbeat.

I opened my heart

And love came and possessed it. 

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(Inspired by a great post. Read it here.) 

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//Sherma E. Benosa    

31 March, 2008; 3:40pm