Love Is
Alex Orion
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Love as understanding, and love as a verb. Your poem reminds me of everything that could show up in the process of understanding another person. Thank you for your fresh contribution to the meaning of love. As the word implies, it is boundless and yet tied to the universal and internally personal experience. Its mutability opens up space for the person loving to accept it as it appears at any moment. What a relief.

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