Haley Belleville

Love Is A Very Spelendid Thing. - Poem by Haley Belleville

The joy,
The pure and total bliss.
The lust,
Begins with a single kiss.
The pain,
The thing you've put me through,
The tears,
The times i feel so blue.
But none,
No singular feeling,
Can help,
With this much healing,
My wounds,
Are just to deep,
This love,
Has brought upon my sleep.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 9, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, April 9, 2010

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