Where Love Blooms
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I am surprised love did not meet its doom
When we were so focused on who loved whom
The antiquity of binary thought
Love bound to gender and the hate it brought
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I can only hope we see more clearly now
It not about the who, but about the how
This many splendored thing called love
Cannot be scribed by law or writ above
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For in each and every heart that cares
There is great depth and room to spare
For love born in any form or fashion
Is no less true and no less passion
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In the vastness that is humanity
Love is never a tragic calamity
And in two, when it finds its bloom
Who really cares who loved whom
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commonsensiblyspeaking 
I believe that, in the constitutional right of the pursuit of happiness, we all have the right to “love who we love” without prejudice or judgement. Loved this poem!
Thanks sis! Couldn’t agree more!
This is so beautiful!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖
Thank you, Shreya! I appreciate you!
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Truth
Thank you, princess!
well said, Brad. Love should be all that matters…
Thanks, Jim!
Absolutely!!
Love you guys!
Love you!! ❤
Very well said my friend, love is a feeling that arises that knows not nor cares who is loved but simply loves. A great statement and a great work of art you’ve created. All the best and a lovely weekend to you!
Thank you, my friend! You are always so kind. Hope you have a fabulous weekend also!
My pleasure my friend! All the best!
Your poetries have been a wonderful treat, Brad. Love indeed has no form, his her, who or whom, for me it just flows like space and time and we move around it shaping it the way we desire. And the last line is just wow. 🙌🙏
Thank you, my friend! I love the idea that is is like space and time.
Amazingly written.👏👏👏
Thank you, Lavanya! So kind of you to say!
Marvellous. Love is love 😍
Love is love!