It’s a feeling, it’s a buzz
In my heart, your love provoked
Pinch myself, it’s a dream
It’s my mind, in love, it’s soaked
Was it fate? Was it chance?
That brought our souls together
Or was it luck? Or god above?
Replaced my emptiness, forever
Only once for me, it’s my turn
Its mine, it’s yours, now it’s ours
Be what it may, call it a blessing
Joined as one, committed love vows
| love this* the natural high of being in love it's so great. i love how you write so deep in so few lines. just great i tell you**||| Posted on 2004-12-13 00:00:00 | by _winky_ | [ Reply to This ] || I think that you need to do something to stand out. Most of the poetry on this site is either moon/spoon/june love poetry or awful/jawful anguished stuff. This isn't a bad effort, but it blends in too much. I don't object to love poetry, but it has to have something else to jump out at me.||| Posted on 2004-03-02 00:00:00 | by cuddledumplin | [ Reply to This ] |