A Love Song Poem by Doris Cornago
A Love Song
Thinking of love,
Catching it in a glove,
So did I drove,
Healthy as a clove.
You lured me in it to learn,
And taught me how I can earn,
And how not to burn,
And when fallen, to turn.
Love to me is a synonym for you,
Yes, I don't love you,
You are the love, sweet you,
Drew me closer every day I am with you.
True. So did I weep and thought of my fortune to be loved by such a man.
How a lovely song! I will be crazy much if I heard its tune.... oh, it's a lovely song... I realize myself....how a lovely song! thank you, ma'am, for sharing!
Hi Bipin. It's in your heart, you should hear it. It made me crazy, too, to be truthful.
The explanation for the poem: For some reason, when I think of love, you are what appears in my mind. I soon came to the realization that you are love, rather than just a person to be loved.
This is not my poem but a gift from someone who is willing to make amends but found the best way.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Such a great poem, Doris.........................
It is. I am awestruck by its simplicity and honesty.