I never loved another
no other ever loved me
then how is it that I know love
and what it is that love should be
love is always on my mind
a want of love so kind
yet when I see others in love
it only serves to remind
me of my days alone
such a feeling of unease
should I ever bring love home
I’ll ever strive to please
Poetry days #14.
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Interesting poem, Sean.
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I hope for everyone to happily experience love somewhere in their life.
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I hope this poet sees his dream come true.
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Happily, it came true 44 years ago.
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Awesome! Congratulations to you and your loved one.
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Do you think we all have an intrinsic knowledge of of what love is?
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I think we think we can have an idea of what it is, and sometimes we know, as in love for our children, but the rest, I’m in the Joni Mitchell camp about clouds and love. What do you think?
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I think we must because everyone aspires to experiencing love at some point.
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