Is It Love?

If I can not be kind

in love,

is it love?

 

Taking on 

the heat of

needing to prove,

of making a point,

of being right this time,

and everywhere

a day set against,

a backdrop,

of infinite radiance,

trying to understand,

that I am, 

still,

learning.

 

Love,

in all its forms,

is,

at last,

and always,

kind,

even when I am not.

heats possible

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