Is it love?
Is it love if he has wash your scent from his body before he hits the door?
Is it love when your time together are stolen moments?
Is it love when the memory of your time together is confined between 4 walls?
Is it love when you only get hours (sometimes minutes) ?
Is it love when you know you will never be in the number one spot?
Is it love when your soul weeps from the pain of loving someone else's someone?
The heart don't lie or does it?
Is it love?
Is it love when your time together are stolen moments?
Is it love when the memory of your time together is confined between 4 walls?
Is it love when you only get hours (sometimes minutes) ?
Is it love when you know you will never be in the number one spot?
Is it love when your soul weeps from the pain of loving someone else's someone?
The heart don't lie or does it?
Is it love?
posted by Poetry @ 1:57 PM
2 Comments:
At September 24, 2008 10:48 AM,
Don said…
All good questions. We can try to define it, until we realize that love is a infinite mystery.
At October 06, 2008 8:44 PM,
Anonymous said…
i dont know how you do it but you are so good with words im gonna borrow your poem to send to someone
moe
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