Love Poem by Ernest Makuakua

Love
Love you...love
Love he Love you leave him so are you on leave?

Love when you come back there'd be joy and you toy, troy try but i fly
its dry love

Skies open he enters the flood gates is he missing something?
Love?

Love as in a sense of making sense it makes no sense
him trying to make sense of it but why?
what happened?
what can be done?
You answer
'I don't know'

Love?

Surely he may have missed a point,
a dot,
a spot... i Stop,
LO..Ve
Hear his heart beat the mind perplexed i am confused Here comes the rain the storms the floods the quakes the harsh winds I don't care I'm still body says

The heart so still
one heavy drum Beat it, Heat, Leat, Neat Com-pleat
Defeat

I Deceased LOVE
There the heart lies.