Love is

in #poetry7 years ago (edited)

Love Is...

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Love is crazy
When I have to act crazy
Love is weird
When I have to do weird
Love is blind
When I have to be blind
Love is love ah
When I have to say ... ah love.

If this is love, I only know how
express it in nakedness as it is:
with all my body, heart, and soul that suck
Unconditional resignation.

I can not be angry
because to me you are the most beautiful gift
hugging my row of happy happy day spilled
A piece of smile that you leave on twilight,
erasing my heart so laughter broke
And my longing was suddenly filled with beauty
abundant.

Melibas anxiously, rummaging restlessly in the wet drizzle
Forget all my fantasies will fracture that still
singing to the weak army
Uncertainty on the bridge of my heart, exhausted
who touched.

And ....
I'm still waiting for your beautiful eyes
until this eye fell in the cradle of a beautiful dream
broke.

Is this a sign? The first time I looked
rolling real on the crystal of your eyes, has been bolted
I am merciless. No matter how weak the shakes
it combed my inner kalam. I just know, there's a longing
which I watch for you.

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Love is a kind of heart, especially art.