Is Love?A Poem by CharlesWords really don't say enough...Love is digging a hole in a mountain for metal and stone to fashion a circle. It's being completely alone and not knowing lonely. It's screaming at the sky and kissin the ground beneath you feet. It seeing with open eyes that are blind to all cept innocence. It's feeling that you'll die without their touch. It's listening to a sweet nothing that opens your mind, like a flower's bloom. It's not real, it just is. © 2010 Charles |
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2 Reviews Added on August 31, 2010 Last Updated on September 2, 2010 AuthorCharlesALAboutI Find No Peace I find no peace, and all my war is done; I fear, and hope. I burn, and freeze like ice. I fly above the wind, yet can I not arise. And naught I have, and all the worl.. more..Writing
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