What is Love?A Poem by Emme
Love is when you close your eyes,
And the image you see is their face. Love is when you associate a song to their name And you listen to that song so often, You can listen without hearing. When you hear their voice, And look up so quickly, That your neck almost snaps Love is not making them change. Love is listening to what they have to say, Agreeing to disagree, Not shooting them down. Love does not mean to be lovers. It's treasuring someone so much, That you don't want to let them go.
© 2010 Emme |
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2 Reviews Added on December 17, 2010 Last Updated on December 17, 2010 AuthorEmmeWIAboutI am an English major, currently reading and obsessing over Paradise Lost. I've been going through a weird zombie phase lately (is there such a thing as a normal zombie phase?) more..Writing
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