The Letter of Love
Does he really know me?
This question lingers in my head,
the thoughts are tingling,
the feeling leaves me giggling.
Is this really love?,
or just a four letter word I say.
He whispers my name,
and I know he feels the same.
The feeling of Love, this could not be a game.
Could this really be Love?,
or just the four letter word I say.
I want to feel him near me
but the time will not allow.
Could this really be Love?, Love we all desire
or just the four letter word we say.
By: Simone Townsend
This question lingers in my head,
the thoughts are tingling,
the feeling leaves me giggling.
Is this really love?,
or just a four letter word I say.
He whispers my name,
and I know he feels the same.
The feeling of Love, this could not be a game.
Could this really be Love?,
or just the four letter word I say.
I want to feel him near me
but the time will not allow.
Could this really be Love?, Love we all desire
or just the four letter word we say.
By: Simone Townsend
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