Poem2021-02-28T08:31:17+00:00

Love

By: Raymond Wayne King

Love is pleasure, love is pure
Love is something you'll get for sure.
Love is slow, it doesn't come fast
But first you have to forget the past.

When she came around I used to be down,
I used to let out a sad little frown.
Now I've moved on, I know this for sure
I know this because she is more pure.

She makes me feel special in all the right ways
and even when I have bad days.
She makes me laugh, she makes me cry
but most of all it's the feeling inside.