Love,
what are you about?
I am a novice for
understanding you.
Are you the feeling
that keeps growing—
glowing inside?
You are glowing in the dark.
Are you the sun burning—
lightened up the morning rain?
Laughing over the old lame jokes
Because of you,
my heart skips a beat
stuttering when describing you
A riddle I am so
delighted to unfold
You are a mystery,
my love.
YOU ARE READING
among all other little days
PoetryThere are these feelings we fail to acknowledge. Let's talk about it now, shall we?
