Do not be bemused by my words, I do believe love exists; It does not however exist, in the mere state that is infatuation.
Love is a secret, kept away from the naked eye; It is past the acknowledgement of others. Love waits to both besiege your mind, and besiege your soul. Love can be the cause of bitterness and denial within ones mind but shines through, in belated acceptance. Blundered time is then, not so easily forgiven.
Forever certain aspects of yourself will be another s domain; It will be enough standing room in light, while all else falls to darkness. Thoughts are idling, while not thinking of the other. A persons true beauty ,
is apparent through your smile. Love is forever trying to figure out what is impossible to learn.
Love can always make or break us, though most give up on love as soon as it's barely started. I will always believe in love, though I am not particularly in a relationship. I believe that there is someone special in this world for everyone, no matter who they are or what they've done in their lives. There is good in nearly everyone, I believe. Love is such a strong and powerful emotion that strangely, many could make us feel. Complete strangers could help us see the power of love and what affect it could have on people today. We should never give up on love because it truly is a wonderful thing...
Love can always make or break us, though most give up on love as soon as it's barely started. I will always believe in love, though I am not particularly in a relationship. I believe that there is someone special in this world for everyone, no matter who they are or what they've done in their lives. There is good in nearly everyone, I believe. Love is such a strong and powerful emotion that strangely, many could make us feel. Complete strangers could help us see the power of love and what affect it could have on people today. We should never give up on love because it truly is a wonderful thing...
"A persons true beauty ,
is apparent through your smile.
Love is forever trying to figure out
what is impossible to learn. "
I like the above lines. Love is like a garden. We need to water it and to take care of it. Take time for a garden to grow. Real love is the same. Better to go slow and easy into true love. Enjoy every moment of love. I like your opinion on love in the poem. Last lines is true. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote