Love she said.
Is when you reach into
Your purse & don't have enough
To make your purchase.
Love she said.
Love is when you constantly search,
Looking for that missing magic.
That missing nickle or dime,
A complete bill that unravels
In the nick of time.
Love sometimes is second guesses
And quick reassurance.
Love sometimes holds up the line
& makes you crazy.
Love she said
Love is a stranger that creeps up
From behind
& gives the cashier what you need
Sometimes not what you want.
Love she said
Is human.
Love she said
Sometimes walks out the door
Soon as you see it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem