Affinity for a particular
love for the specific
find no reason whatsoever
be it for the good
or be it for the bad
the inclination as seen
knows no bounds
it overwhelms though
it flows over not slow
floods all the more
might bring benevolence
might also cast a fury
both being unknown
the rationality not seen
the affinity grows in speed
while the love mops up
the flaws and foibles all through
shows only the bright traits
as other deficits tank down
called as plausibility of love.
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