Love Is A Feather

Love is a feather
Floating tenderly with the breeze
Falling in your palm
Often unexpectedly
Don’t hold it too tightly
Lest you crush it
Hold it lightly
Feel its soft touch
Caress it with affection
Examine it carefully
You could make out the dove
From whom this thing of beauty dropped
What is that dove but a collection of such feathers
One piece is in your hands
Be gentle and caring
It will stick to your palm
For as long as you want
It may seem small but believe me when I say
It is everything


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