What is love but a word?
An overused phrase?
Love is a mix,
With every emotion in it.
For me, at least.
What is love, but a lie?
An over-used excuse.
Haunting,
Biting,
Scaring,
Hiding.
So through with this abuse.
But through sunshine and rain,
You find my heart again.
Walking proud standing high,
Dark diamonds in your eyes.
What is love, but a needed thing,
Crying at your doorstep,
Until you let it in.
Begging hands,
Wide eyes,
Loving arms are your vise.
