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Adrian Henri (10 April 1932 - 20 December 2000 / Birkenhead, Cheshire)
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Love Is...
Love is...
Love is feeling cold in the back of vans
Love is a fanclub with only two fans
Love is walking holding paintstained hands
Love is.
Love is fish and chips on winter nights
Love is blankets full of strange delights
Love is when you don't put out the light
Love is
Love is the presents in Christmas shops
Love is when you're feeling Top of the Pops
Love is what happens when the music stops
Love is
Love is white panties lying all forlorn
Love is pink nightdresses still slightly warm
Love is when you have to leave at dawn
Love is
Love is you and love is me
Love is prison and love is free
Love's what's there when you are away from me
Love is...
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I love the climax... I mean this poem doesn't have a proper climax. It is left on a very uncertain note. But that's the beauty of it: D Amazing work
Love is Adrian Henri, left undone, for the rest of us, to be made into fun.
Robert Burns, Portland, Oregon
so many of us tried to define love
and if i read them all i would be
100 years before i even have half.
Love is what happens when the music stops....what happens! Perhaps from where the silence begins....Is that love! What an offbeat idea! .....
A good one Adrian!
Love is talking to you when you are not there
And love is thinking of you with every breath I take..
'Love's what's there when you are away from me' True lines, never read anything describing love in so a practical way.10/10
These lines are so simple yet so true that everybody in love experiences..Love is all we need :)
The part i like most, and that i find most true:
'love is a prison, love is free'
This one line alone describes exactly what i define to be love.
Well done on a poem composed from the heart!
Love is what happens when the music stops
that is a good line. good job. love is everything you said I think, but really I dont know I have not found him.
*Purkey Girl*
i liked your poem a lot! your lines stick with me because they are beautiful in their simplicity