Won't call it love

Alan R

I meet you like the daisies meet 

The first rays of a spring sunrise

I won't call it love, my darling 

It might just be, doomed otherwise 

 

I hear you, like a child who seeks

A bird song, deep into the woods

I won't call it love, my darling 

Even though, I know that I could

 

I look at you like an alcoholic 

Staring down a bottle of red

I won't call it love, my darling 

Oh! all the things you make me forget!

 

Like a necessity, to all who live

You come alive everytime it rains

And I chase you until I am quenched

But I won't call it love, yet again....



-Al

  • Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 16th, 2024 17:20
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 26
  • Users favorite of this poem: rhmn_7
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  • sorenbarrett

    A beautiful take on love to not call it such and I agree.

    • Alan R

      Thanks alot!

    • Tony36

      Beautiful

      • Alan R

        Thanks!

        • Tony36

          You're welcome

        • Mase ♪

          Such a beautiful write!

          • Alan R

            Thanks!

          • rhmn_7

            That sounds like true love to me though, great poem!

            • Alan R

              Thanks a lot for stopping by… I wish I could define!



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