True Meaning of Love

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    True Meaning of Love
    My eyes only catch interest w/ the fascination of her...Her be the beauty to my heart in search for that lucky pot of Gold.
    -- And that be the true meaning of Love

    I quest for the existence.. The existence of a marvelous creation as she...Where could I search, shall she even be found?... and If so, How?
    --- And that be the true meaning of Love

    I fuster and tremble from a small touch of her skin...And now there it goes a sensation begins.. What is this VIBE, from my head tomy shins..
    HMMM..
    -- And that be the true meaning of Love

    When she leaves, I'm lonely. When she "comes" I am enlightened. I feel brave enough to taken on all that become frightened...
    -- And that to me be... the true meaning of Love

    She has left forever and scarred "another's" heart. I bear pain I can't with stand yet keep myself apart.. Why should such four letters "L-O-V-E" break so many heart???????
    -- Yeah, I guess I am right....
    ~And that be..... the TRUE MEANING OF LOVE.

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    Ceelee commented on True Meaning of Love

    09-30-2009

    Floetry in the making! Like this real good job nicely put and different! True you! Keep up the kwel work!
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    CasimirJash commented on True Meaning of Love

    09-16-2009

    wonderful write, I think everybody has their own meaning of what love is but sometimes it's what you make it to be and not from the inheritance or observant of others. great insight
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    MagicRock commented on True Meaning of Love

    03-30-2009

    That was on point! Great J.O.B. with L.O.V.E. LOL
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    DeepEclipse commented on True Meaning of Love

    03-25-2009

    Nice style. It was like spoken word or free-talk or whatever they call it, but it rhymed. It was in sync. And yeah, love is a heartbreaker. It can be damaging, man. Damaging =D. Peace
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