In a world where love is symbolised,
With flowers and fires,
She managed to seep her way into my heart,
Her fiery red hair moulding into my blood,
Her smiles sliding into my emotions,
To think I once thought,
That love was too little,
Not satisfying,
I was so ignorant, arrogant.
She showed me that love is different,
It takes control of you,
It steers you,
And yet still, along the way,
You're the one to take control.
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Hey guys! I'm not quite sure why I write poetry - cause I ain't that great at it. Just need a physics lesson to create a good 'un. Seriously, I hate physics.
Love
Caroline xxxxx
