I Bleed The Colour Of Love Poem by Arlene Anderson

I Bleed The Colour Of Love

Rating: 3.5


I bleed red the color of love;
yet I have not seen a dove,
tho roses are in season;
love is tinted and hard to explain,
but I love you and hope you feel the same.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Greenwolfe 1962 24 September 2008

These are separate lines that need to be connected in some way. I cannot recommend this poem. GW62

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Writing Until My Fingers Bl33d 24 September 2008

short bt sw33t! xoxox

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