I thought I knew what love was like.
I thought I could ride it like a bike.
Go fast or slow as I saw fit
with a cushy seat on which to sit.
Hop off when I got tired or sore
and ride again if I got bored.
But there is no rhyme or reason
Love is unexpected
and so were you
Jul 21, 2013
Jul 21, 2013 at 9:04 PM UTC
I thought I knew what love was like.
I thought I could ride it like a bike.
Go fast or slow as I saw fit
with a cushy seat on which to sit.
Hop off when I got tired or sore
and ride again if I got bored.
But there is no rhyme or reason
Love is unexpected
and so were you
Request permission to use this poem