The World Is Round Poem by Izobelle Pulgo

The world is round, the world is round
The rain continues, lost in the mist
I couldn't see a thing but the world is round
This I know for certain, like how we kissed.

The last time before you found
A love so profound, something I may have missed
I may have lost, I may have left
A love that crept without a sound.

Was it really love, I do not know
All I saw was how it broke us into two
It stole what we had, it left me here
It ran away with you.

The world is round, I know that for sure
I know that we kissed like never before
What I didn't know and what I didn't see
It would be love that would take you away from me.