Treasure Island

Rowving Smith


Do You Wanna Know....?


Love is not a word you lookup in the pages of a book
Bcos no body has finished a single book about
Come here and put your ear to my chest
My heart will sing its song so you know what it is

It is not four letters no it cannot be
It has words and sentences lines and punctuations
Lot more than in the alphabet
All of the twenty six and some more

It is a poem, no it is a song
It is a picture and it is a story
It is all the things at the same time
A rainbow and a storm mixed together

There is no point me trying to describe
Just come over here and put your ear to my chest
Then you will know what love really is
And what does it mean trying to keep it contained

Submitted: Tuesday, March 25, 2008

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