What is love?
Is it like a dove,..
that flies in the sky
when we daydream as time
goes by?
Everyone wonders
And have that feeling of thunder
when they reach that point
Especially your funny bone and joint.
The love you knew,
could be so true!
The love for thee
could be the bird love the trees
All emotions isn't the same
Sometimes love could be a big game
Some people cry
And the feelings inside
Never seems to go away
It's very hard to say
But it dwells in the heart
And you don't know how it
happens or where it gets it start.
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