What Love’s Supposed to Be

It starts as shivers in the dark,
But leaves you feeling numb;
I know what love’s supposed to be,
And what it can become

You close your eyes, and just see one,
Or, you see everything.
You feel the tingle of caress,
Or careless word’s sharp sting

You feel the soul’s immensity,
Or unrelenting small:
The sky seems bluer than before,
Or isn’t there at all

The world’s a multicolored haze
And every moment high;
Or sluggard minutes drag for days,
And leave you there to die

It starts ass something priceless, but
Can leave at quite a cost;
I know what love’s supposed to be,
And how it feels
When lost

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