We do things for love,
Dream dreams
and sing songs
Clean amd primp.
Shower and scold.
Just for a lover to hold.
And yes
we make plans
Sit up on lonely nights and think
what to say
how to say it.
What to do
how to do it.
What side of us do we show
to get us what we want
and what we need
Love
The opium we cant’ live without
The air our souls breathe.
We are nothing without it.
In a list
A contest entry
- my mother is getting married! by Viyanna Rosemarie.
375 points, ended May 31, 5 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This made me smile. ^_^
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first, this is a very interesting write from you for my mother and tony. secondly, i need you to reread the rules and to add your author name to the bottom of the poem. thank you for entering and i wish you the very best of luck. viyanna rosemarie
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oh the things we do for love....is awesome sometimes!
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