The Magic Of Love Poem by Ana Liza Corpuz Nabor

The Magic Of Love



With a mere conversation, I thought
It was extraordinary.
With a youthful heart blinded with fantasies,
I thought it was forever.
With a thought of being in love,
I thought of writing.

The sparks of love
Echoes in every word.
And as the hope rises,
Spells the acceptance of brokenness.

Thursday, July 18, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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