The Word
When you say the word it rolls of your tounge
So easily
It is intoxicating this word
The way i feel about you is expressed in it
This word it is the word that comes from the soul
it comes from my soul
It is the word that shows things
That two people can share
And keep as there own
This word is all this things and more
Yet people stray from its meaning
But its always there
This word...is
Love
Copyright © Kevin Goodrum | Year Posted 2011
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