what is love?
Is it the faint whisper, on the trees
floating through the air
getting caught on the breeze.
Sometimes, when i sit in my little corner
I find myself wondering what it means to me.
Love.
Is it poison?
Is it hope?
Is it warm like blood
rushing out your heart,
when you let the truth out, be bold.
fight your fears, hoping that
you'll find your polarity,
A means to find a better signal
to uncover your dreams.
Love.
Can it heal?
Would it break me, shake me,
Confuse me,
Suddenly I'm in pain.
Bad memories come back to haunt
like a cool breeze, calm before the storm.
But like nature, I can easily switch and reform.
No one never knowing what will come.
Love.
What are you?
One day, you bring joy
the next, you disappear
Leaving this shocked girl to clean up
locking back hope into her closet.
Trying to forget, re-step, over assess
The damage, taking her mind off things
That might make her regress back to depress.
A Vicious cycle, no one seems to regret.
Love?
What is love?
True Love,
the one that makes you dance in rain
not afraid of the fiery flame
but at peace with the fact that,
happy finally found me.
I'm not sure what love is
Or If, I'll even recognize its face when I find it.
But one day when I look through
the stained, window pane, and I feel free
I would write a poem.
about how the birds, trees and bees
reacted to its touch, when I finally heard love's knock
on my door.
I'll write of my experience, hoping and praying.
One day, Love will find yours.
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