What is Love?
Is it the sparks of passion
That cover me in warmth like a glove?
Love has it’s own fashion,
Beautiful when your hair's a mess
Long and short kisses,
And how embarrassed you are to play chess,
Heart beats hits and misses,
Those are the things that make it love.
(This particular poem is dedicated to my boyfriend~ I may light up your world, but life is a whole lot sweeter with you in it! ❤)
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Poetry
PoezjaRandom poetry by me, sorry if it's bad. I might post a couple poems by other people.
