Poetry Corner: Love Is…


The way I make you mad on purpose,

Just to see your radiant smile.

I’m drowning and can never resurface,

Even when you act hostile.


The way I smile when your name is said,

Sweet dreams of you everlasting.

You’re all the thoughts in my head,

And there is not a way of me masking…


The feelings that I feel for you,

I’m buried in your eyes, your lips, your body.

I was empty before, then your love grew.

Your beauty so rare, so godly.


I’m not sure I know what love is,

But these feelings are true.

If any of these things represent love,

Then I’m sure I’m in love with you.