Aww, came across this poem while I was sorting through some old papers. I remember it was one of my favourites when I was a teenager.
Love is feeling cold in the back of vans
Love is a fanclub with only two fans
Love is walking holding paintstained hands
Love is.
Love is fish and chips on winter nights
Love is blankets full of strange delights
Love is when you don't put out the light
Love is
Love is the presents in Christmas shops
Love is when you're feeling Top of the Pops
Love is what happens when the music stops
Love is
Love is white panties lying all forlorn
Love is pink nightdresses still slightly warm
Love is when you have to leave at dawn
Love is
Love is you and love is me
Love is prison and love is free
Love's what's there when you are away from me
Love is...
-Adrian Henri
Love is KB and her spelling mistakes and rambles........LMAO!
ReplyDeleteLook who's talking MR *giggles*
ReplyDeleteHi Karen...
ReplyDeleteI finally got a new lap top, so now I can hear you...YAY!!!!!
Love is lovely and so is this poem! At least I think it is - it's been a long time.
ReplyDeleteIt's about time G!
ReplyDeleteWell, I luv ya Keith.
You're getting very flirty, Missus! lol.
ReplyDeleteDickie - Don't be jealous, I love you too. Why....I have no idea :)
ReplyDeleteHatred is akin to love - so 'they' say!! lol.
ReplyDeleteHa, that means you must love Coco :) Gotcha!
ReplyDeleteLove is loving this cute poem
ReplyDeleteLove is in the inside of KB's heart; her jokes and ability to help other people
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem
You say the sweetest things, Erik.
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