What I Need

And I ask

What are you?


She replied

I am many things

I am eternal and nonexistent

I am personal yet also objective

I am sometimes lost when Death is present


I am found when new Life starts to breathe

I am found within those who truly see

I am twisted to appease those who commit evil deeds

I am pure in intent but can be misguided

I ask you what do you think 

I am


And I reply

You are the reason I am alive

You are the reason I live day to day

You are the currency that every heart is demanding to be paid

You are the thing I can not replace

You are in everything I do, from work to play

You are Love

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