Feeling love feels good,
enhances the worst mood.
With a heart down,
love lifts it off the ground.
Should we ignore the feeling,
which is so appealing?
This heart is also thrilling.
Just the call of your name,
sets my heart a flame.
My flaming heart warms me,
it's a joy for free.
When my heart feels cold,
your love helps uphold.
Everyday becomes a holiday,
aka Valentines day.
Every night,
loves vision holds might.
At the weeks end,
loves light transcends.
I embrace this force upon my heart,
it also embraces me in part.
Together we hold each other,
just tight enough not to smother.
Yet it squeezes me to joy,
taking me back as a boy.
When just thinking of love,
was better than my
baseball glove.
Young love,
innocent love,
immature love,
love just the same,
still igniting a flame.
Love
G
baseball glove?
Haaaaaaai suka wena.....thought love was worth much more than that.....Tsk!!
Love Tinka