Love Is...
3 May, 2009
Author: Karla Bardanza
Love is what makes
Me like this and that of you.
And all the sweet things
You say and do.
Love is the mystery
That binds you and me.
It is what makes me wake up
Every day feeling unique and free.
Love is a rain-dropped rose,
A sweet poem, the best prose.
Love is our delight,
Our flight towards the
Unknown, the seeds we
Have sown.
Love is the voice your
Heart understands,
This strong feeling that
Makes me strong and
Recognize to whom I belong to.
Love is a dance for two
And what takes me away
To a better day.
It is the blood in my veins,
The only one thing that remains
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| Annie Lennox (69.157.8.194) -- Sunday, May 3 2009, 01:52 pm this is the kind of love which makes me sing! |
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