Love is a playground swing.
Love is full of desire.
You start out slow and then you go higher.
Love sways back and forth, up and down.
Love is the wind in your hair,
Love is cold, hard, and rusty.
Love is the childhood memory,
the broken arm after jumping off.
Love can take your breath away.
Love may be safe but you can never stay long.
Love can’t wait for a sunny day
after a week of rain.
Love is surrounded by smiling faces.
You have to run from love but,
you always make it back.
Love goes higher, higher, and higher.
Love is forever.
Nick i really enjoyed reading this poem, i love the topics together so much and you made them worthwhile to read this is really good the ending is a little weak but overall good
ReplyDeleteI agree that the ending is weak and i need to wrok on it. I have no clue how but i'll try.
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