Sunday, August 25, 2013

The word is love*



The word is love*

Words describing love, one to ask
As it may seem to be a difficult task
But in essence no one can really say
For words they vanish and go away
But the real truth that sets words apart
Is really the feeling one gets in their heart
So we will leave the words all alone
And feel this great feeling of love on its own

Dom*Colucci 2013

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