Who I speak of, is love.

by Salwa   Oct 15, 2007


Love is every moment spent away from her, you cant get her off your mind.

Love is old, and love is young

Love can be felt at first glance or word

Love is innocent and fresh, not used and reused.

Love can easily confuse. For this I will apologize

Love is found when you least expect it.

It catches you off guard.

To whom I am speaking...you know who you are........

Love is sacred.

Love is honest.

Love is not a game.

So for now....I'm just going to leave it at this.

You know in your heart when you do find the one you love. It rattles your senses, and excites your heart.

I promise.

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  • 17 years ago

    by mohamad aref numan

    It is really great one salwa keep up writing

  • 17 years ago

    by waiting 4 some1

    Thanks for this poem

  • 17 years ago

    by chiildhoodMEMOiiRS x

    Herrow.

    Love this poem,
    You’re very gifted
    =]

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  • 17 years ago

    by Nathan Collins

    I think that some higher power knew that I needed to see this.

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