DefinitionA Poem by Melissa Kester
You can feel it
But can it be explained? You cannot see it But it can be proclaimed. It's been taken lightly And been taken serious. It's brought much joy And made others delirious. But can it be defined? That is what I question. That's what we will learn From this little session. Does she prefer mountains Or green, grassy hills? Do you know best What gives her the chills? Does she watch the sun rise As she greets the new day? Or does she look to the west When the sky turns to gray? Does she wait for the moon And follow the stars? Does she dream of other worlds In galaxies afar? Does she grieve in her heart And ache in her chest? Or is she undeniably happy Like all the rest? Do her eyes change color When her mood runs high? Does she envy the birds And wish she could fly? Do she like to drink coffee? How does she take her tea? Does she prefer inland Or does she love the sea? What brings her joy? Do you know all her fears? Can you settle her down And ease all her tears? What does it take To get her to smile? How far would you go, How many miles? Does she bite her lip When she thinks too hard? Does she roll her eyes When she plays her card? Can you feel a pull When she's not even there? When she walks into the room Do you become fully aware? Do you know all her moods Without having to ask? Can you see the truth When she puts on a mask? All this and more She goes deeper than the sea. Can you find all her treasures And make her believe? Ask yourself this And then you will know. Are you really in love Or is it all just for show? © 2018 Melissa Kester |
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Added on September 6, 2018 Last Updated on October 12, 2018 Author
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