What is love? A mere obsession,
yet more powerful than anything?
Or a life-long decision
merging two lives, a wedding.
Is love something more?
I've no idea but I found it
when I saw you. Saw you by the door,
and my heart, my life was set lit.
I told you I'll love you forever,
and now that you're gone.
I'm starting to remember,
our memories, our distant past now all torn.
I should forget, really should..
But as if under a spell you've cast,
I can't love again for I've been fooled
by love herself and if you must,
my head's in a whirl
and I can't continue.
Not when every single girl
reminds me of you.
Nice verse, Daryl and again, I think you're asking the right questions. What is is? It's everything and it's different-the-same to every individual. Yeah, I haven't got a clue about what I'm talking about either, just like love. All I do know is how it makes me feel and that's all we can say/write about it. Great verse, well done. Frank
That's the Mystery of love, this very duality and set of contrasted emotions!
ur poem touched my heart.love is both beautiful and painful and u described it very well.keep up d gud work
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
spectacular and fantastic..let your golden inc flow on your fine piece of paper..(: