Apparently its National Poetry Month so heres a good one: I don’t think that Ive been in love as such although I liked a few folk pretty well Love must be vaster than my smiles or touch for brave men died and empires rose and fell for love, girls follow boys to foreign lands and men have followed women into hell In plays and poems someone understands there’s something makes us more than blood and bone And more than biological demands for me love’s like the wind unseen, unknown I see the trees are bending where it’s been I know that it leaves wreckage where it’s blown I really don’t know what I love you means I think it means don’t leave me here alone -Dark Sonnet by Neil Gaiman
Posted on: Wed, 02 Apr 2014 07:38:40 +0000
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