This Thing Called Love

by Manda   Jan 17, 2005


Love;
Is and ember burning,
Inside of my heart,
Is flame that engulps,
My every part.

Love;
Is not something that can't be seen,
Even with the best of eyes,
Is a feeling no one can withstand,
No matter how hard they try.

Love;
Is indescribable with words,
Because it's so overwhelmingly beautiful,
Is filling up inside of my heart,
And taking over my soul.

Love;
Is known from bringing happiness and joy,
But also a most treacherous pain,
Is so hard to deal with,
Yet you're locked within it's chains.

Love;
Is whatever you make it out to be,
All you need is that special someone to unlock to doors to your heart.
That someone who will love you as much as you love them,
And not tear you into a thousand pieces.

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  • 15 years ago

    by natashat

    THAT IS AWESOME!

  • 15 years ago

    by Sw33ti3

    Very well wrtten girl..i loved if..keep it up=)
    ps.thx for ur comment=)

    *XoX Sw33ti3*