A Touch Of The Love Bug

It's happening again,
Too powerless to pend,
She sparkled my heart,
She fluttered,
And left her mark,
The more we talk,
That love bug will walk,
Mending my heart,
Could she,
Is she,
Are we the fresh start,
Are pasts match,
Are goals hatch,
So much in common,
It's like,
We lifted each other,
From the bottom,
Where we were left,
Without love,
Suffering from dread,
But out of the darkness,
Into the light,
This is my way,
Of showing I still have a fight,
Giving her love,
Keeping the darkness out of sight,
Its time to move on,
And bring light to my life.

by James Aykroyd

Comments (10)

Lucid but powerful expression!
Beautiful poem. nice to read it.
Waters..............?
Nice one..............
.........wonderful poem...reads nicely ★
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