Tuesday, March 10
The love poem. The magical gift of words that come from soft lips reasting on the soul of its hearer. Making you feel, refect and anticiptate the words and the moments when you can relate to its wonder. I use to write poems a lot, but not very many love poems. My poems were of a tired and underappreciated man, a totures soul and a forgottn girl. The dark and twisted tones seem to big bigger and more expressive than my happy poems. Still I love a good love poem, because I love love. Love is what we all want and need and have exprieneced. Love is the thing that you never get tired of, even when you feel too tired to give it back.
I found a few poems on YouTube; please let me know what you think.