Language and Reality Once More
We use language to tell others who we are
But we wonder why nobody seems to understand.
Don't we all speak English, leaving the door ajar
So others can see our scars and how much we had to withstand?
To love is to open the heart to possibilities and
To understand, accept, and then respect the other;
To love is to see oneself in the other and more:
To care for the other, to dream and grow old together;
It's no longer the concern for the old self of yore.
Love, once understood is really simple.
We need nobody to decipher it for us, absolutely.
A true human knows what true love is, not monkey.
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