Thursday, January 12, 2006

Heart break

You thought that you were in love,
just for the first time.
You go up to tell them,
and they squirt you with a lime.
Love is mostly sour,
or so sweet that you cry.

Love

Love is something you wish for,
just as sweet as can be.
You used to sing on melody,
but now you sing on harmony.
It can be crazy, wild, or fun,
but always under the sun,
a dove will bring a letter,
to tell you , you are in love.

flying dove

To my dearest of dears,
to my love of loves.
You are my heart ,
that soars above.