The Question Pt. IA Poem by JamesTleBourn"The Question Pt. I" How can I know what love actually is They keep saying I am young; yet admit It feels like movies when they stop in scenes Watch skies, clasp hands, and finally, see it This famed force everyone knows to be here But when it knocks at my door will I know Will I have to guess or will it be clear Will it be difficult or will it flow Does this uncertainty show my age Or does it prove the feelings to my heart With no water this fire I can assuage Dost my burning heart, this answer impart Definitive arguments for my thought Yet I know, today, my heart you’ve caught © 2020 JamesTleBourn |
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Added on March 11, 2020 Last Updated on March 11, 2020 AuthorJamesTleBournYggerstale, Canadian District, AntarcticaAboutAm I new? Yes. How old am I? Why would I ever say. Where do I live? Like it says: the Canadian bit of Antarctica. Will I accept read requests? I guess *shrug* as long as you comment on my stuff.. more..Writing
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