Love Poem
I've read love poems
in the past
once or twice
against my will.
They seemed cliche.
Overdone
gushy.
Even the phrase, "Love poem,"
Seemed stale.
But then I found love,
(I mean really found it)
And something changed.
And now I know what it feels like to:
a) have a heart so full it could burst
b) feel a strange warmth from within
c) spend hours awaiting my love's return
e) all of the above
I still don't like the name,
"Love poem,"
But I think I can relate
To what they said
about the bubbling over
of love.

1 Comments:
Write more poetry. Paint more tiny watercolors. Love me to pieces.
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