...this ....thing you call love

crismon rose petals

fall in the wind

butterflys in my stomach

the strange feeling within

i try to say

that i love you ....

hoping one day

that u will too

speaking these words of simple love

dreaming and thinking of you my turtle dove

its like a bolt of thunder from above

ripping my chest open

and heating this cold dead heart

stoping the sadness

so i can write something other then cold dead art

i put pen to paper as i watch the ocean

see ur face in the clouds in motion

using the this ....thing you call love

to create this sort of written love potion

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Published on Friday, December 30, 2011. Filed under: "Love" and "Poetry"

Comments on "...this ....thing you call love"

A former member wrote: this is so far my favorite poem on this site! keep writing i love your work
On Saturday, December 31, 2011, Devilish (2633) wrote:

So fucking beautiful... Wow... Coming from you i'm blown away... I've never known you to write on love and this jsut blew me away... I'm highly impressed broken....
A former member wrote: Very beautiful poem. I can totally relate too. Thanks for sharing!
On Friday, December 30, 2011, serenesavage91 (33) wrote:

"ripping my chest open and heating this cold dead heart stoping the sadness so i can create something other then cold dead art" Beautiful!!! I could picture this! Mega disturbing mental image btw >.< yucky yucky! love the poem tho :)