Is it a feeling or emotion?
Is it a spell or potion?
Is it some obligation or devotion?
Sometimes I can't express the way I feel.
Then it's my heart that you steal.
Whenever I see you, my heart starts to peal.
I need to know that if you like me is the deal.
Everyday when I see you,
I don't know if my feelings are true.
The days I don't see you,
I turn sad and blue.
Then I wonder if love is even real or can be new.
And then I look at you, everything I can gaze.
Then everything turns into haze.
I am only allowed to see you during the days,
In that time, I get lost in your eyes.........just like a maze.
What is love? I really want to know.
My emotions, to you, I could show.
Looking in your eyes, my mind would blow.
I just really hope that you are not a foe.
these are the true and early symptoms of love disease sweet! nice poem Tiffanie...well composed well expressed...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Humans have been asking this question for ever, me included. I don't know the answer. Good poem tho.