Love is the internal relief from the inferno within, When it begins to burn and it's deep, from the burden of kin. Love vaccinates the heart and emancipates the mind. Love is true luxury, for love always shines. See, people often mistake love with external attraction. Caught up in its valence, but the hormonal affection is not the full fraction. We lose hope in the word because we fail to understand that love is more action. Broken hearts galore, those who fall for false caption. See love is both: To some, a form of life, and others a sort of strategy. Some commit when the feeling is right, while others use it to perform fallacy.