Love?

'What's love? ' she asks, and I reply:
'This strong, pure admiration
that I feel for you inside.'

'And why does love exist? '
'To make life bearable, ' I say,
'and compensate for grief and pain.'

'But when does it take place,
and where? ' she wants to know.
'Each time I glance at you, ' I answer
'and everywhere I look, from head to toe.'

She seems quite happy with these words,
romantic as they try to be; but then
I sense that something isn't right:
if this sentiment were mutual,
she'd know what love was like!

by Robert Melliard

Other poems of MELLIARD (156)

Comments (2)

oh...thanks a lot for asking me to read this poem...coz if you didnt...i would have missed it! ....a very good piece...my favourite lines were 'But when does it take place, and where? ' she wants to know. 'Each time I glance at you, ' I answer, 'and everywhere I look, from head to toe. any girl hearing that from a lover would get a shiver of pleasure all over her body and that feeling is beautiful! ! ! a very good poem...10+ for sure from me Nia
very true! i love this poem i give it a 10! actually beyond a 10. If you had love you/ loves you she would not ask!