For me love begins with mind, guided by intuition and appreciated by my eyes.
When there is no art in words and feelings pristine; where honesty and understanding feeds the mind. Love is that feeling which will make me overcome my inhibitions and change my outlook respectfully. Love is that accepts the imperfections and makes us complement each other.
Love is where differences of opinion might exist but no hard feelings and malice at heart. Love is loving the trespasser moonlight that makes way into my room through the windows and mesmerizes me.
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