Looking For Love

Walking on the beach.
Looking for warmth love.
Crazy look around,
But I don't found,
The warmth love;
I looking for. Sad I return at home.
And sitting on the stairs
I found you, with your eyes,
Full of tears.
I do not, that you was the love,
That warmth love,
That I looking for.

by Myriam Acero

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it deals with love. the writer always try to get real love. after many time, he got an anwser that love was not far away from him.