Love is brief

We don't know anything

Some will love you with all their being
when you stand naked in the kitchen,
because the scent of you is still like roses to innocence.

This is not the professing sort of love,
that begs to be heard,
it is the love that speaks through kisses and silence.
Love that stands alone in just a moment,
then is gone.
Momentary adoration.
Always unspoken.

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