Love

Love is the air I breathe.

Love is the food I eat.

Love is the reason I live,

and a reason to die for.

 

But love is so hard to find,

catching love feels like

catching a river in a cup.

And yet I want it.

 

I want to drink from that cup.

I want to feel it, to love.

 

If you want to feel love,

you have to have and open heart.

 

So why are there so many hearts closed,

even though we all want love?

Reviews

[Patrick Henry]

Because Love is respect and many that you have met, may know no other way to show themselves as THEY perceive themselves to be. People have said they Love ME, and some were poets on poetry sites. I have said it to about 10 in my life that were not friends, and even if my heart closes off certain parts of whatever relationship I have experienced, my mind does not allow it to comprehend what is actually being said or written to me. I don't get "hints", those who were closest to me that said they Loved me.... kept me boxed in a dark dark world, and some have died. This is my favorite part of YOU and your POEM, Tiasshy!!

"catching love feels like
catching a river in a cup.
And yet I want it."

You are melting my heart in this late morning. .....beautiful!! xoxox -Your Mark
AAFILY

[zainul]

Lovely love poem.

[Isabelle Howard]

This is beautiful. I can relate in SO many ways.