Tunes in my head: Quadrophonic Toppling by Phish
Atmosphere: Green on red.
Love is the sight of two pairs of eyes in the mirror.
Love is the taste of a voice.
Love is the bond that feeds and clothes.
Love is the sight of messy beauty.
Love is the smirk as one climbs a pair of stairs, the other close behind.
Love is the little thing in the friendship.
Love is the words that don't make sense.
Love is the slow advancing weapon.
Love is the smile and the hug.
Love is the considerate question, the comforting comment.
Love is the tearful embrace.
Love is the obsessions that don't match.
Love is the wanted, the needed.
Love is the thoughtfulness.
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