Our Love

Love.....
the fooly of the wise
and the wisdom of fools.

Love.....
the feeling that blinds
but its not blind.

Love.....
the one that intoxicates
but does not get drunk.

Love.....
thats what we feel
but sometimes cannot be explained.

Love.....
if there's any other way
or a word to describe it
or something much better
to explain it.
thats what we feel

The love we share
may be blind
but we can still see
we are no fools
but we learn from others.

Our love.....
though we might not be
able to explain
was that of a holy conscent.

by Dorothy Iguza

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