Love ain't for quickies,it's for patient man
I'm no poet but i know how to express myself,It's not what you said to me that made me fall in love with you,
I would have fallen even if you had not said a thing woman.
First day,i looked at you straight in the eye and told you of
my intentions, but deep down i knew those were wishes,
i'd hurt you now and then. I'm no saint and love is beautiful and challenging.
There will be tears of happiness and pain, i thought to my self but i couldn't say all that. You don't build love with negative thoughts.
12 years later, look at us, still doing this love thing, we haven't perfected it and
we will forever be students.
Wishes and intentions though thoughts and patience can be perfected into something beautiful
Like a fisherman, love ain't for quickies, got to be patient
Our love is like a garden,full of roses in the eyes of many but i see a garden full of rocks that are not seasonal and are not washed by heavy rains. Storms come and rocks remain.
I'm no poet but i know how to express myself
Poetry by Phendula
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Written on 2018-07-15 at 23:20
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