Is love a desire or a crush?
Can it be bottled? Can it be rushed?
Why do we love?
Do we control?
Is it our soul?
Is love measured by:
Greater than?
Equal to?
Or Less?
Can it grow and prosper?
Left a lone, will it fester?
I have a confession to make
I am in Love and it's so great
It's equal to none
'n it's not the same
My love claims
she doesn't feel the same
'n one day she confessed
In a low tone voice .. she whispered
"I feel the same as you do
Not one sided, but it's mutual"
I couldn't believe what I heard
Was it my imagination?
Or hallucination
I was happy I could fly
Another day
I had a sigh
Was she serious?
Or just curious?
Should I wait to see?
If her love was true for me?
Maybe one day she will care
For our love and she would dare
I would measure my Love for her
By the times as I would purr
She asked:
What if I love you the same?
Will I be bored? Will you blame?
I said then:
Our love will be great
It will grow,
Lets start the flame
If you'r wise and nice
Please give an advice