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London Love Poems

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Love Sick


You soothe my heart, Immersing my body
in your love.Gently you bathe my soul.
Washing away past pain.You centralise
my feeling without words that many believe
they should say.Before I was lovelorn.
Unhappy because my heart was torn.
But now, I'm love sick. Pinning, I feel weak
ill with all the love I feel.





© Jon.London 2009

Submitted: Friday, July 24, 2009

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  • Kamal Saxena (10/3/2009 7:44:00 AM)

    The spontaneity that runs through this short poem makes my heart ring as it perfectly echoes my melancholy. (Report) Reply

  • Deborah Cromer (7/26/2009 1:24:00 AM)

    Another poem written from the heart. The strength and power of love can heal some hurt, sometimes. DC (Report) Reply

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