Love is not just a four letter word,
It’s a feeling, an emotion,
A beautiful inner music that can not be heard.
How do you know when you are in love?
When you see her pretty face, your heart races.
Distance can’t stop it, not even a thousand paces.
She takes your breath away when she walks into a room,
The smell of her hair fills your stomach with butterflies, stirring up emotions,
Your heart as full as the moon.
You think of her every waking moment of everyday,
Till night falls and dreams of her flitter through your mind,
Like hummingbirds on a sunny spring day.
No, love is not just a four letter word.
And no, it can not be heard.
But yes, it can be felt.
Like an earthquake rumbling from your inner core.
Ronda L. Menzies March 2008
A contest entry
- All about love. by OurxBeginning.
300 points, ended June 24, 2008, 19 entries
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Comments
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A very sweet piece. I liked the concept of this. The ending was my fav part. Indeed love moves the heart in so many ways. Thanks for entering and good luck.
