love is constantand runs abundant
a stream that never stops,
bends or flops.
its as stiff as a knife
and comes with a heavy price.
looks at death
and doesn't fret
because it'll never die,
but will cause you to cry
toss and turn with a sigh;
it's worth it, no?
it makes your skin glow,
even if your mind is hollow
it's hard to swallow
the concept that is never affected by tomorrow...
[from my book- 'HYPERREALISM']
YOU ARE READING
love songs about nobody.
Poetryand my loves songs are about nobody, what about yours?