WAS THERE EVER A YOU?

I made that poetry proudly,

A little bit of emotion, an idea or two.

In love, I write for the one I love.

But was there ever a you?

 

I, in love, loved loudly,

Too much emotion, which emotion knew.

In poetry, I write to one I love.

But was there ever a you?

 

How can I tell you, my only love!

Of these feelings that writing knew?

It is you I write to, my darling.

But was there ever a you?

 

Why do I ponder this?

To question this is absurd.

Of course you exist! You do!

I only question the word.

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1 Comment

  1. Avnee G said,

    August 4, 2015 at 9:59 am

    Brilliant!


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