Love Don'T Be a Stranger
Even when I was a boy
I alway thought I knew
what love looked like.
She was curvy soft and blonde
wIth beautiful blue eyes.
I looked for her for years
and she finaly showed up.
When she showed up
she was brunette wore glasses
that hid her brown eyes .
she hated my music
hated my freinds
and in the end
she hated me.
It was ten years
before love returned again.
This time she had a
short blonde pixie cut.
Green eyes and a perma smile.
She taught me that when a
woman is smiling it does not
reflect what she is thinking.
She played music all the time
that someone else bought her.
she did buy me
my favorite ice cream though.
But she would eat it all
in midnight food binges.
I am waiting for love
to come again.
It's been five years
but I know love
will show up.
I am sure of it.
when love left I asked it to
leave my door open.
I kissed love softly goodbye.
And there were no tears.
I whispered softly to love.
thanks for coming to visit me.
I love it when you are around.
Dont be a stranger love
come back and see me soon
Copyright © Jude Kyrie | Year Posted 2016
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