Wind swept hair across his face
The strand of her hair you want to put in the right place
You feel your heart beat
Perceiving with all five senses
Believing, slowly believing
All those thoughts gathered in your head
His smile brightens yours
Her laugh makes you more
human
Your existence seems more pretty
Your world just of two stories
One of love, one of hate
On pause, waiting to be bait
On this ride of a lifetime
Of Love
Through hurt and pain its ticket bought
But you don't know that, not yet a thought
Has passed your mind, how like a gladiator
You'll either win but likely lose
Of Love then you'll become a hater
But you couldn't have known
You wouldn't have known
So you start earning, to get a ticket to love
Make him happy, make her smile
But be careful my darling 'cause you are fragile
To love is to drive till your last mile
-Dawn Wesson
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They Say It's Love #Wattys2017
PoetryA Collection of Poems. Tried to be themed around love. It's like a journey. From the first fall till the last. Come, come love. We never really get what it is. But they say it's love. Dawn Wesson 2015
