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My Own Poem

Love

Love, what is it?,

it cant be as simple as a word, can it?

NO! its not,

its something you've got.

Deep down inside,

that you wear with pride.

When you love someone,

its also nice to feel loved by that someone.

Thats the way love works,

it does have its quirks.

Some of us dont realise the power of love,

and that it comes from up above.

Do we truely know what love really is,

or are our minds just telling us what love is.

Do we actually experience it?

or do our minds transmit?

How do we no it exists,

how do we really no its bliss?

If your heart feels this,

you obviosuly havent felt that bliss.

That bliss, when two hearts are one,

and the love we feel can no longer be undone.

That bliss, when your in a state of pure love,

when you just lay there in the arms of your dove.

Sometimes we're dolfins swimming in the ocean of our hearts,

our love is so much more than this poem, these are only parts.


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