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Tuesday, September 6

I Love you

I love your tender heart
I know how deep it is

I love your childish smile
Even when it’s a pretence

I love your wild looks
With million promises in its essence

I love your youth
When hard through me you commence

I love to listen to you
Even when my mind is in absence

I love the way you experiment with me
As a teacher learning from his own apprentice

I love the way you make love to me
And spin my head to a deep silence

But mind you
I’m not in love with you

Love's too conventional
But you’re not

Posted by AyyA:: at :: 6:37 PM::

6 Comments:

Blogger Baroque said...

WOW! u just took my breath away.. ;) that person must be so special... allah iyhaneeko0wm.. ;)

7:26 PM  
Blogger Purgatory said...

so am not conventional?

7:50 PM  
Blogger AyyA said...

Charisma
Thanks dear, glad you liked it :)

Purgy
Off course you’re no you’re purgatorian :p

Badoor
Being in love involves possessiveness, expectancy and so on, when you fall in love you could fall out of love, but when you love something or someone, you always do. For instance you can say that a mother loves her child but you can’t say that she’s in love with him.

7:20 AM  
Blogger Elegance said...

God it´s such a beautiful and breathtaking poem. love it

9:48 AM  
Blogger Peach said...

Aww thanks hon :D I love you too! With all my heart, really ;p

10:04 AM  
Blogger AyyA said...

Elegancia
K tal , thanks for your constant encouragement sweetie

Peachy
I love you too babe, you know that ;*

Mushmushi
Thanks sweetie to you and lady J, mom is OK now.

7:13 PM  

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