Love really do comes in strange ways
Sometimes it can be a song
A gift
A letter
A pet
A dream
A poem
But where does it comes from?
The singer?
The giver?
The writer?
The owner?
The dreamer?
Or me?
A poet who sings for love
A poet who gives for love
A poet who writes for love
A poet who cares for love
A poet who dreams for love
A poet who lust for love
The love that's hard to find
The love that's worth it
The love that's encouraging
The love that's full of hue
The love that's true
The love that's only you
So how do I find this strange ways?
These strange ways that leads to you?
Aug 29, 2017
Aug 29, 2017 at 10:34 AM UTC
Love really do comes in strange ways
Sometimes it can be a song
A gift
A letter
A pet
A dream
A poem
But where does it comes from?
The singer?
The giver?
The writer?
The owner?
The dreamer?
Or me?
A poet who sings for love
A poet who gives for love
A poet who writes for love
A poet who cares for love
A poet who dreams for love
A poet who lust for love
The love that's hard to find
The love that's worth it
The love that's encouraging
The love that's full of hue
The love that's true
The love that's only you
So how do I find this strange ways?
These strange ways that leads to you?
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