Love Is part 2

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    Love Is part 2

    Love is when I look in your eyes, and for a moment my heart stops,
    Love is the cute way you walk, toes curled when not wearing socks.
    Love is the way I am comfortable, no matter what we do,
    Love is something we both share, it is me together with you.
    Love is the way we play, even when we fight,
    Love is tossing and turning, without you in my arsm each night.
    Love is the sick feeling, when i know that you are upset,
    Love is never giving up, I knew it was only you I wanted to get.
    Love is the way that sometimes, I just can't find the words,
    Love makes even the great Brian Rouse, sometimes lose his nerve.
    Love is never caring, as long as you are by my side,
    Love means no matter hos damn stupid I look, I don't have to hide.
    Love is knowing somehow we will grow old together,
    Love is feeling the exact same way, right now and forever.
    Love is what made me fall for you, and baby I don't want to get up,
    Love is telling you over and over, baby your the only one I love.


                                                                       BTR

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    ofonime commented on Love Is part 2

    08-24-2009

    Sent just a moment ago Your use of words rhyme, the go along with the tone of the writer. It helps the reader see and feel deeply into your feelings, When you wrote this work. Its so nice. i love it.

    ofonime commented on Love Is part 2

    08-24-2009

    Your use of words rhyme, the go along with the tone of the writer. It helps the reader see and feel deeply into your feelings, When you wrote this work. Its so nice. i love it.

    rougepriest commented on Love Is part 2

    08-18-2009

    Well it start out that way for sure, who ever you wrote this to will surely get your message

    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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