Monday, November 28, 2011

Love is Love

She is the air I breath and the beauty I seek
Her eyes are more blue than the sky itself
How can such a beautiful creature love me
Next to her I am nothing but a fly
I know now what is it to be in the presence of a goddess
And I feel not the least bit worthy
Often I would ask her why it is that she loves me
And she would reply “Because love is love”

2 comments:

  1. Second half is a much different feel than the first four lines. I would say keep the last four and alter the first four. Dont go so cliche, but maybe since the poem is about "love being love" you can talk about what you think love is, and how you cannot grasp the concept of how she feels that way about you? Saying you aren't worthy without actually saying it.

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  2. I think a lot of people are exactly like this, i myself am one of them. I don't really see what SGOMEZSXE is saying at all. I think the poem flows together perfectly. Nice job.

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