Love
Fallen in love
Not a touch, taste, or smell
Not a sound or a word
Not a tingle or a spark
Not a flame in your heart
Is it matter is it soul
Or something we control
Is it lust or passion
Or simply just fashion
Might be a game
Hope not that’s a shame
Might be our eyes a smile or a kiss
Or beauty that we miss
It has no description
Comes with no encryption
It’s something that we feel
Can’t see it but its real
Might be all of the above
This notion we call love
Written by M.BURTON
Copyright © Marie Burton | Year Posted 2016
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