I truly believe that the only reason why love fights is primarily because it's stubborn in the best of ways. It'll fight for you even when you think faith tells you it can't, even when hope says it won't, even when destiny concludes that it shouldn't.
"I ask what is love?
A phenomenal melody?
Some special conformity?
A bind of security?
What is love?
Love is the eyes
seeking through the bone
like the earliest pupil
in a magistrate of stone
how every small twinkle
comes by to avenge
the earliest stage
of uncommon romance
Love is the curve
the smite of one's hips
moving interlocked
with me nearing a kiss
and you'd push me away
holding with you, a blush
as we end up to sway
in that very dark lot
Love is the door
as you transfer a room
Love is the chair
pulled up for your tune
Love needs no compassion
but it already is
Love is numb to some
but greater is bliss
We do not choose love
though it's never vain
our choices are real
but love wants to train
to accept, to converse
makeup what's diverse
we only choose love
to prove it wrong in this universe..."
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LILY (A compilation of messy love poems)
PoetryThis book is a compilation of poems I've written to someone who is dear to me.
