A Poem For Love

ATruePoet

Spokane, United States

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A poem for love . . .

I’m sitting here on my bed. Looking out
the window of my “room,” thinking about love and how love makes me feel
good and nice. So I write this for “love” because I’m surrounded by four
walls. I sit by the window in my room by myself. It’s a full moon tonight
I look up in the sky at the stars and the moon. I picture a love like mine
that will be smiling down at me, by then my room, I still wish a love was
here with me, whispering words into my ears, saying how much “love, loves”
me.

Holding me, making me feel safe and special, I close my eyes and feel a
cold breeze. I look into the eyes of love, and I have no words; love is so
good and so special that I don’t have enough words to write to explain love
and how much I love, love and that I don’t want love to leave me. When me
love close our eyes. Kiss love for the first time there only love. I nobody
else. The stars, the moon watch us. I look at love to see a smile on love
loving warm face. By my silence I show love how much I love, love and then
I realize that I’m surrounded by the same four walls in my room. Wishing it
was all true. Waiting to see love, holding love and not letting it go. I
fallen asleep so I can dream of a love like my “dreams and my poems.”

By.A_True_Poet

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