can't force things - best when they come in their own time, in their own way. we long for the real thing, not artificial. like the old saying, "when you least expect it, expect it." things taste better when they are natural. great write, thanks for sharing ...
Very well said. Clap Clap. I bet I never thought it that way but its pretty straight a thought. I always thought love was all about warm embrace in cold nights and the smell of stale cigarettes and hot coffee in the mornings. But you broke that myth for me.
A very interesting poem. I liked your description of the kiss. Your description is true. In my old age. I have learn. Each gift of a kiss. Was a true honored received. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
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can't force things - best when they come in their own time, in their own way. we long for the real thing, not artificial. like the old saying, "when you least expect it, expect it." things taste better when they are natural. great write, thanks for sharing ...
love tastes sweet like honeysuckle,it feels soft like satin,it feels hot like the summer heat,it cools you down with the soft night breeze,then it encamps your soul,and touches you with sin
Wow this wasn't what I expected, it's much better I really like it
'Love tastes accidental' I feel like I'm going to remember that when I kiss someone xD
Poems that come out of my brain.
I love to learn from others, so please review and let me know if you want me to read anything of yours, I have a million read requests so if there is a specific p.. more..