Love as I KnowA Poem by Andrew WilliamsonA poet's words can be just as effectiveoh Casanova, I never met you… but if words to paper can bring joy much later than a smooth talking master much faster, effective, swooning voice, in perspective, I’d take a chance Sure I’d stumble, maybe trip a couple hundred commas and lines, till the poem declines into drivel. Sweet drivel. My work may be dismissed, I may never be kissed, But the thought still remains. Inner psyche they say, is too deep to be spoken, but the rules are just guidelines that were made to be broken. I can write on and on, words so sweet, form a song that when spoken, erupts, in a fountain of buts, maybes, ifs and perhaps, when we hear thunderclaps, the rain that forms the scene between girl and boy will wipe clean any mess that I splatter upon my lovers platter, meal for two, me and you, love is love, true is true until one stanza remains Love, true love, is hard to explain as of yet, never felt, only anger and pain But out there, I know, not uncertain, but sure Is the love of my life with a faultless allure
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StatsAuthorAndrew WilliamsonLondon, South East, United KingdomAboutI'm Andrew, an 18 year old from the UK. I wrote my first poem when I was 10 but only discovered a passion for it when I was 16 after I found I was able to communicate through the words I wrote, someth.. more..Writing
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