Poetry: Love

LOVE.
What is it?
I don't know
its been so long the burn is gone
Love, what is it?
Is it the simple smile that curls on my lips
as i he puts his hands below my hips?
No. That's just him being sexual.
And maybe a little bit too playful.
Is it the sensation I get when he hugs me?
No, that's casual. But what's the ACTUAL??
What is it?
Tell me! Let me feel it once more!
Must I suffer, wait in line?
When will it be time for my LOVE to SHINE??
I don't know.

But I know I've felt it!
yes, yes I have!

It was like this....

"Love... love made me infatuated with you like no one could do.
Love... love made me yearn every passion and make it ever lasting.
Love... love made me insane when you whispered my name.
Love... love gave me delight and we'd 'fight' in the middle of the night.
Love... love captivated my life like a slave, for you? Everything I gave.
Love... love made me obsess about you all day, only your name I would say.
Love... love left me enchanted by your groove as we'd combine to make a move.
Love... love made me crush on you like only lust could do.
Love... love made me want to kiss you all over, until I was loves author.
Love... love made me want to sex you up like a warm up.
Love... love made me want you inside me even when I wasn't ready.
Love... love.. it kept me steady."


But what did LOVE really DO...
Love... love made me crazy, yeah.. I remember now..
Love.. it made me forget who I was & how.
Love.. made me forget who I loved first., and made me thirst.
Love.. clouded my mind until, no thoughts I could find.
Love.. love caused me pain when I missed you too much.
Love.. I been gave it up.

But LOVE? I'm ready for you now.
I just don't know, who's gonna show me now.
<3