Love

I was going through my high school things this afternoon and found this little poem I wrote during a thunderstorm back in May. I am not a great poet but I couldn’t help but try.

 

Love is patient, love is kind

Never rushed, takes a long time

Love is a seed planted and

blossoming in one’s cuore

 

Love is honest, love is true

Fresh as the new morning dew

All smiles, heart pumping fast

One believes it is to last

 

Love is evil, love is harsh

ripping and stabbing one’s heart

falling deep within its spell

It’s one’s own personal hell

 

Love is torture, love is cruel

Often ending in some duel

Yell after yell turn fight after fight

The heart cracks, splitting in two

 

For the love was never true love

Merely two people thinking

They’re always and forever

Their true loves are still out there

 

Love is patient, love is kind

No longer is the eye blind

The heart heals as summer comes

Rain falls as two people dance.

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