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I love, I love
Yes, I love to love
Like a genius in deep love
Like a fool in sick love
I love like no one ever loves
Like I love watching the doves
Drifting up and down in the sky
Below and above the clouds
Whether the weather is wet or dry
Below and far from the shrouds.

It is not a mistake to love
I don’t love just for Valentine
I love every single day and that’s fine
It is an incredible experience
Coming straight from above
Yet, there’s no obvious difference
Like a genius in sick love
Like a fool in deep love
I love, I love
Yes, I love to love.


Copyright © May 2024, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
Robert Jan 12
Oh dove, oh dove from yonder oak tree.
Hearken your eyes to gaze upon me.
Lend thy wings, in which grant you flight.
So that I might gaze down at the world tonight
Soar with me, in clouds of gray.
The two of us, together, searching for the suns ray.

Oh dove, oh dove from yonder oak tree.
Grant me courage, so that I may not flee
Give me hope, and the power to do what's right.
For right now, I wave a banner of white.
so grant me  solace, and sleep on this day.
Oh dove, oh dove perched high on the oak, I hope you stay.
Hope your day, or night, is filled with positivity and genuine happiness.
Scrib Sep 2024
Mourning doves outside
Singing to partners unknown
Echo in twilight
Daily haiku
I S A A C Nov 2021
its new, its foreign
your form I’m adoring
your frown I’m scorning
I just like the way you do you
so unique, so new
so hot and so blue
so me but still you
hand on my thigh as you drive down the avenue
the first one to engrave their name in my heart
the first man to deserve his part in my art
of delusional confusion, idealistic intrusion
with a sprinkle of disillusionment
thought it wasn’t for me, too many days spent in existential worry
wondering how it would work for me or if it would hurt me
but I throw caution to the wind and trust my wings
to maintain my grace on the breeze
love is just as simple as it seems
simple life gets messy with simple lies
AE Feb 2021
Underneath fractured rainfall
a shadow remains of the person you used to be
Your thoughts fly among the doves
having escaped steel cages of clouded silence
and comes gentle rain,
washing away the unforgiving cold

As your dreams pour out of your voice
A continuation of my previous piece "The Miseries of Healing"
Nickolas J McKee Dec 2020
Let the tables turn,
Lost & earned.
Forcing our love apart.
Let the eagles fly,
Love denied...
All seeking hearts to nest.
Enraptured the dove,
Claws mouthed shoved,
There goes your nourishment.
For nature is blamed,
To share shame,
Of the ones we lost most.
Tables all to turn,
What can earn?
Tables to Turn...
Alex Jul 2020
All that was fixed floated before
My eyes. Blood ridden rags flew like doves
Of peace outside my window.
Pictures of slaves framed as freedom

Ink in the pen replaced
With blood and  yellow bile.
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