WHAT IS LOVE
Love is like a fine wine,Savoured slowly over time.
If love was a crime,
My heart's in prison doing time.
Love is hanging on the washing line,
Yours and mine till the end of time.
Never tacky, Sweet and kind,
Love will always last over time.
Love is also this,
The simplicity of a kiss.
Love is baking cakes,
Taking care of tummy aches.
Love is looking past mistakes ;
Even if we're cooking just for loving,
And left a bun within the oven.
Unconditional love what baby's give,
Which is the way we strive to live.
Love is the little things we do,
Just to say I love you.
Love is cuddling holding hands,
Love is never making demands.
Love is an affliction of this rhyme,
If I had to work at it;
I'd gladly do the overtime.
Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2022-07-12 at 00:05
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