They tell me, love is at the top
the top of what?
I’ve searched and searched
I've searched the top of every mountain
I’ve walked thousands of miles
on the top of melting rock
trying to find it
just to feel its mere touch for even just a moment
I love the thought of love
love that cripples my very being
crushing my heart and soul
until I'm liquid gold on the cobbles in my dreams
shaking from head to toe
just to taste the magic
that is love
people tell me it makes them dizzy
heart flutters
they tell me I'd feel the butterflies
but really
Isn't it just an over whelming feeling of joy
knowing we are no longer alone?
and when that joy goes away
aren't we just left lying in its embers?
what is love?
do tell?
because I'm lost…
lost under all its ashes.
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Author:
Teddy.15 (
Offline) - Published: January 4th, 2024 11:34
- Category: Love
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Comments4
A moving poem, really well written.
Thank you dear Tom, my favourite subject is love and all the dramatics of it, I'm a bit rusty I haven't written for a while so I'm really grateful you have enjoyed this. So very kind of you to pass by and leave your words.
I'm a sucker for love poems myself and anything to do with the subject .. I think here you have asked a series of most pertinent questions and also arrived at several possible solutions as well as providing the ultimate and irrefutable answer .. N
Hey my dear Nev, yes as you and I always sync when it comes to love. The most wonderful subject and most un answerable mostly lol 💜 thank you my dear friend.
Superb work. I can tell you are a lover.
I am definitely in love with love. 💜 Thank you my dear poetic friend.
Love is not only at the top but also at the bottom. It is the underlying foundation of all things, what holds reason up and keeps meaning standing. So if you look you will find it top and bottom, inside and out. Loved the poem Teddy
So very kind to come by and say dear sorrenbarret, I just love the subject of love and I adore what you ha e said. 🌹 Thank you so much.
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