Real Love
Real love is what I desire.
I'm burning hotter that fifty fires.
It's been a long time. Big bucks
No longer turn me on. Real love
Is what I want. Big bucks have
No luck with me. Real love is
Destined to be. I will sail to
The farthest sea. Real love is
What I need. Somewhere not
Too far from me, real love has
Planted a seed. I want it to grow
More and more closer to me.
The fire is blazing hotter than
Fifty fires. Real love is with you
And it is the only love that I
The only love that I desire.
4-7-11
Copyright © Nicole Sharon Brown | Year Posted 2011
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