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This Thing Called Love

You know when it happens,
You know when its right,
Your breath stops in an instant,
And your heart takes flight.
There is no description,
To tell how you feel,
The only thing you can think of,
is the fact that it's real.
It makes you feel like nothing else,
You no longer think of,
Only yourself.
It's the one thing you've been waiting for,
You'll yearn for more.
It's something so special,
Something so grand,
Something that gives without a demand.
You wish upon the stars at night,
For the feelings you have to reach great heights,
And when you give and receive this special gift,
You'll get down on your knees and thank the heavens above,
That you have discovered the thing called LOVE!

Author notes

This poem was actually written by my sister around the time of 7/2001.

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  • Oh.My.Juliet
    September 28

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    The ending is so happy! I really like it!



    Thanks for sharing!

    Keep writing!

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