True Love

by John Bowlby   Jan 24, 2007


I don't know why,
This feeling I feel,
My throat turned dry,
This feeling - surreal.

Eyes dart around,
Lock into place,
This feeling profound,
Stare at your face.

I get up the nerve,
Just to talk,
Eager to preserve,
Nervous to walk.

We talk about,
Lots of things,
Enough of this, I ask you out,
You say yes; my heart sings.

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  • 16 years ago

    by iris

    Nice poem

  • 17 years ago

    by Cady Amato

    Aww..very cute. You are an amazing writer =]
    love u!

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