Not Love Poem by Amanda May Moore

Not Love



I love you more with each and every day.
It is something about the way…
The ways in which you make me feel.
Everyday I know that what it is—is real.

I am truly blessed for all of this you are giving me
Waking up in the morning w/ your scent,
And every night a goodnight kiss—a guarantee.
So intense you may want to repent…

All this love is sure to be sinful,
But there is such a gravitational pull
That it is so hard to resist temptation.
So I’ll be praying for my salvation.

Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: goodnight,waking
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Amanda May Moore

Amanda May Moore

Ypsilanti Michigan
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