Searching for a love so true I wonder if I found it in you Only if I had known From the affections you had shown If it was love in it's purest form Or if it was my love you adore >>this poem I'm still working onThis Word Called Love Love is a word, I treasure so dear, For it is a word, I seem to never hear, A word that is said, but never meant. Still I was lonely, wishing I could hear this marvelous word That is called love. I thought at first, It could not exist, among the worlds hate, greed and selfish lust, But looking deep, Within my lover's eyes, There it exist, Right behind Joy, Right beside honesty, Full of Pride, it stands This word Called love. A simple kiss, From my true love, And my pains cease to exist All it take Is a simple kiss, And all of your past, You'll forget, and only remember, a bright future With your love To hold so true, and hold so tight. for this person you will meet that is mis Right. A most lovely word, that can charm your heart or Tingle your soul with joy, It can make you smile, On the dreariest of days, At other times it can Burns so bright, That it will turn Day, From the Darkest of night. This amazing word Called Love. My Love My Love, How I love thee. As I stare upon you My Love, I see a glorious Pearl, With a seductive shape, For within your lap I wish to curl. How your love been so sweet, Blessing me in this cursed world, Gloomy the world may seem. From deep within your heart, Great Love and Joy gleamed, In glaring bright glory. For a love so rare, I couldn't believe it was real, It must be a dream. For a girl so lovely, Her Eyes out glitter the stars, And out shone the Moon at night. The glory of her love shown so bright It shame to the suns, Ever glorious day's light. Her lips seems dreamily sweet, As if a kiss from them would taste, As sweet as the Fresh Springs flower's nector. Still my greatest desire, Is not for a kiss for to be held, Or to satisfy some Erotic desire, Or to share my life burdends. From the beginnings of a tired day, Till the end of an exhausting night. I Dream, I fantiasize, For that possible day I can be at your presence Just to feel the warmth And honest love That exist Deep Inside. |
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(1/08/99) Love is a word I wish was true Love is a word I wish I knew Love is an emotion That makes you smile Love is an emotion That brings Joy after awhile Love is a feeling That will never go away Love is a feeling That is there every single day From our nearly forgotten past Till our destined future Love seems to always be there |