Only Love

Does love demand sacrifice,

or simply receive what’s offered?

For all who love to answer.

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The altar

The middle

Of the home.

Polished marble

Small sacrifices in a

Central bowl.

A faint hum from its 

Centre.

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Only time.

Only sleep.

Only freedom.

The marble shines brighter

With each offering.

Only love. 

πŸ₯€πŸ•―πŸ₯€πŸ•―πŸ₯€πŸ•―πŸ₯€

His voice, for its glow.

Her preferences, for its sheen.

Their laughter. For its presence.

Soft gifts for its appetite.

πŸ₯€πŸ•―πŸ₯€πŸ•―πŸ₯€πŸ•―πŸ₯€

The altar. 

The marble shine –

Glows.

From the souls.

From the hearts.

From the whole gifts

Of selves. 

πŸ₯€πŸ•―πŸ₯€πŸ•―πŸ₯€πŸ•―πŸ₯€

They take the altar

Down.

It remains.

To shine

Or stay

In silence. 

πŸ₯€πŸ•―πŸ₯€πŸ•―πŸ₯€πŸ•―πŸ₯€

Original poem for Valentine’s Day by Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin. AI tags are coincidental.

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