My love is complex,
for I am often lost
in the ensemble of your myriad beauty, and obscurity of your aberrant thoughts,
and my expression thus are nothing but
thoughts of many conflicting minds,
like some artistic imagination,
entangled in some labyrinth of strings,
convoluted in an intricate utterance called love

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