Love, by stefanie
|
Confusion, a jigsaw,
to many tricks.
powerful pieces,
which one goes where?
Compasionate love birds,
by the sun in the morning.
decisions to be made,
someone getting hurt.
hearts in millions of pieces.
different meanings,
everyone has their own.
two people, one describing word.
no-one believes them,
who cares, they don't.
but losing it,
can damage a life.
by:
Stefanie Thomas |
Posted: 2007-07-28 01:59:06 UTC |
This poem has no votes yet. | To vote, you must be logged in.
|
To leave comments, you must be logged in.