This is just poetry...and has no reflection On anyone...Okay
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“Crazy Thing Called Love”
The crazy thing called love Starts with that first hello!! Two people look at each other Not knowing what's happening to them Until that magic moment When it's too late to turn back We all dream about love We all talk about love We all sing about love We all read about love The Bible teach people about love And you think you know about love Till that "moment" it really strikes you That's called the deeper level of love The day that special person steps into your life With that first hello With a "Hello stranger" Your whole life changes You realize you did not know The deeper level of love Since you step into my life I did not know that The deeper level of love was with you There is a deeper level of emotions This deeper level is not evil but fine It makes me breath It makes me smile It makes me sleep It makes me cry And it makes me proud To be part of you It makes me believe It makes me trust It makes me happy And it makes me forgive and forget But most of all it makes me whole No matter how far apart we are You are with me And the deeper level of love Will prevail The deeper level of love will keep us going No matter how far apart we are True love on a deeper level Is the best love there will ever be That’s called the deeper level of true love Without the deeper level of love Life has no meaning no future But the deeper level of love WILL PREVAIL
Love is a choice, not a feeling. When we choose to say "Hello," we open ourselves to a spiritual existence, where hopefully our soul mate arrives. Lovely poem. Dave
Excellent, Tinka. I remember my first puppy love crush. I was about six or seven years old. I even remember her name, it was Veronica. As the years passed, other crushes came into my life, until I saw my wife. That's when I found true love. You have described it well.
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Great art work!! Deeply profound and resoundingly beautiful - Bravo!! Loved it!!
Happy New Year,
Robert
William .....Peace
I Cannot Spell it any Bigger For You my Hopeless Romantic!
One Of Your Best!
TRASK
Yes, it definitely will - if we allow it to. A marvelous poem, Tinky.
Happy new yr
and cool art btw
pax A :)
Yup I naffed off with it being called off for bad light. Could have gone either way..