Poetry Corner: Love Is…
The way I make you mad on purpose,
Just to see your radiant smile.
I’m drowning and can never resurface,
Even when you act hostile.
The way I smile when your name is said,
Sweet dreams of you everlasting.
You’re all the thoughts in my head,
And there is not a way of me masking…
The feelings that I feel for you,
I’m buried in your eyes, your lips, your body.
I was empty before, then your love grew.
Your beauty so rare, so godly.
I’m not sure I know what love is,
But these feelings are true.
If any of these things represent love,
Then I’m sure I’m in love with you.