True Love is, in fact, a binding love.
A love that tethers the heart, letting it never wander.
Be it that eyes may wonder and see, yet never dote on, or to be doting in mockery of the eyes of the ones who hold them dear.
Be thine heart not tethered by strings of their loved one, but strings of pure devotion.
That the simplicity of finding another to love, whilst in "true love", is betrayal of thine own heart.
As to stab thyself with this mention, to bleed internal.
To lay with another is wholly beyond reason or right, for after laying so long with "true love" the act of sharing a bed is like sharing your soul.
To let your soul out is equal to losing a body part or lending one, in hope it will be returned equal as it had been lended.

The Body in the state of True Love; Soul

A body in not just body, the blood flowing in the body is liquid "soul".
As to those who donate liquid "soul", everyone is in need, and yours can be feed and replenished in time.
But when the organ in your chest ceases to pump the flowing "soul", the soul, the transcending "soul" escapes.

As to the fact of sharing ones soul in a bed, your delicate soul is committing treason in which only the bodies offer.
Moving limbs in arms of another or laying upon one only divides brain and heart from body leaving body no movement forward.
Body wanders until having found this general pull to leap into the blue, finding only true love as a outlet.
The only remedy to the broken, and broken of all parts body, soul and heart.

When emotions have words; the emotions we want cannot be described

Hate of former predispositions and habits of hurting others not only changes mind but body.
Thus to heal the soul you must have "True Love", it is not only a condition now, it is a remedy.
Failing love, or denial of "true love" is not only treason to partner but thy own soul.
Causing only riffs and tears in soul and mind, making only delusions.
"True Love", if eventually realized, will heal and move forward, breaking love is to start over to find it yet again.
Body then becomes empty due to lack of love for themselves and betrayal of the others love.
No movement forward, but only to start again with less soul then life had given you.
Thus making a circle in the spectrum of human emotions triggering others in it's wake.

In conclusion True love is a circle, in duality and singularly.
All those who enjoy it, hold fast, and to those who wish to, be brave.