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Jul 2016
Love is not a drug,
it is intrinsic,
when you see the things that cause it,
smell the cause
hear the things that cause it,
feel and taste the cause,
realisation comes from nowhere yet everywhere inside,
your eyes grow soft,
nose prickles,
you hear the very essence of their soul,
the smell is sweet perfume,
the taste is luxury,
love is everything you want to say and do,
it is you,
not thinking just being,
happy and free.
I sometimes wonder why i feel complete when i realise how much i love something.
Mark Donnelly
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Mark Donnelly  Melbourne, VIC, AUS
(Melbourne, VIC, AUS)   
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