living

how can I or any one determine all that’s true
wisdom seems a story told by someone I once knew
curled before the fire with my eyes upon the door
waiting for that moment that you’d return once more
life in all it’s glories is a game that lovers play
tomorrow is a better place than it was yesterday
and all I have to keep me here is held within your hand
such positives as I display are built on drifting sand
but you my love call out to me and I will not resist
for I never knew what living is until first time we kissed

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  1. damommza

     /  October 1, 2012

    I always love your romantic poems the best. They capture the pleasure and the intense pain of being in love.. πŸ˜€

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