About Me

I don’t know how to love
I don’t know how to spell your name
I don’t know what it is of
I don’t know how to feel the same
I don’t know the rules of the game.

What is it that you speak of?
What is it that I need to learn?
What is this thing called love?
What is it that my heart doth yearn?
What is it that you want in return?

by Amanda May Moore

Comments (2)

searching for answers wandering along the path sometimes that’s enough for awhile anyway one day you will find some answers and then you will know
An interesting piece of poetry, one must be careful especially referring to the last line 'what is it you want in return' sometimes we mistake something else for love. Very good poem Amanda.--Melvina--