poemranker ::True Love by darkhelmet10

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Free verse № 22543

True Love

Member since 2002 · Posted 26 Oct 2002 · 1 comment

Short of breath, Heart still pounding. Tears are falling, Smiles are brewing. Love is there, It makes itself known. Bodies touching, Warmth is transferred. Feelings are shared, Paradise is found. Love is there, It makes itself known. Lips gently touching, Tounges are transferred. Bodies closer, A snuggle forever. Eyes are met, Paradise is found. Love is there, It makes itself known.

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[n/a] god'swife 26-Oct-02/9:42 PM Reply
you make this sound like a Margaret Mead account of aboriginal courting. Were's the love darling? Paradise indeed. Don't forget to were your seatbelt. Do you read poetry? If so, please tell me who.