Onbekend

While her heart is cut with a razor blade
she bleeds and because of the loss of blood,
more blood is made by her body and soul
to love
and to love more

because her heart loves the one she loves
and there is no more to it

There is no great explanation
There is no plan
No great comfort
No practicality in anything

She loves
because she loves

There is no beginning
and no ending

to that A lover simply
loves and dies

and loves deeper

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