Love, what is your story? Are you like the Sun Who warms the world around you? Do you feel tired? Even a tiny sting? Whenever someone like me Doesn’t know how to begin? Or to continue with you? What is there to say? Love, what is your story? So I may write my own today. Love, why are you that way? When you've given all that you have have You give more away? When does it begin, then? And how does it end? Does love fit the verse of a writer If all he does is pretend? Do you forgive? Please teach me your ways So I can write my own story And start to love today. When do you know that it’s okay to be? Love is, I don’t know, it is a stranger to me.
Musings, scribbles, and dreams. Opinions expressed are solely my own and do not express the views or opinions of my dogs. Fonzi Marquez