Love, Actually - Poem by Amy Gerrard
Love is a thing that brings such joy;
A wonderful gift that two can enjoy
Love is an embrace and presents, too,
Of perfume and chocolates and flowers
Love is passion, Love is sweet,
Love is a power that can sweep us off our feet.
Love is desire, it takes us higher;
It can often be a lasting fire.
But Love can hurt, Love can be pain,
Especially when unrequited, when it
Goes down the drain.
Love can be special, Love can be true,
Love can be a sunrise, cuddled up beside you.
Love is two hearts, which beats from within,
Love is such beauty, beyond lust or sin,
And Love is spending time, with you drinking wine,
As together we smile, Love exudes such signs.
Love is so special, it’s positively true,
Especially now that I have found someone special
- just like you.
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