Sunday, May 24, 2009

Where is the love?


Where is the love

And you once had asked
Were u concerned it had drifted
Had I moved my way
Did you really want to know
Was this an easy bid, for an older day?

No more than a game
An unfrequented leisure
An infrequent thought
Did you stop to consider
It is a heart

You may say inconsiderate
And I would say the same
Did I understand you right
Was the love but a game
Was it right not to accept
Was it good a ask what did not want

The heart is but a gentle one,
In pouring out love, she had been won
In her all feelings cocooned
Beauty not revealed, seen within

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