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Felu poems
323-9951 FELU POEMS
The Meaning of Love
The meaning of love is so misunderstood.
The spelling is simple, spoken words that sounds good.
But to really love, is a hard undertaking.
Let me tell you about it, so your heart's not mistaken.
Love is what you fell inside. A certain look, a certain smile.
Love at first sight, that's never ending. A loss of words, and butterflies.
A lifetime of forever sharing. Where you come last, by choice and caring.
Constantly in love, with each other, living and dying, for another.
The only one, forever after, that you'll be thinking of.
Needing, missing and wanting.
Now THAT is the meaning of love.
IF TIME HEALS
If time heals all wounds, than why can't I see,
the place you are looking
where my heart used to be? They said that time
would erase, this picture of misery
and pain on my face.
Time only hides behind what will always be there.
The wounds of a heart, that can never be healed.
This kind of hurt,
time never sets free.
No matter where you hide it,
it will always be.
The first time.....
I can still remember when, a time so long ago.
The very first time I saw you. When love just didn't know.
An instant attraction, feelings uncontrolled.
A warming desire, for you, made me bold.
Imagining you close to me, my wanting, and needing you.
Those first kind of feelings, you find, when love is new.
Like the first time you touched me, and the first time we kissed.
The moment our eyes met. Feelings we've now dismissed.
I wish we could go back, to those old memories left behind,
and maybe find those lost feelings,
we once had, that first time.
Love of Another Kind........
What kind of fool am I, to let you make me cry.
Break my heart into, tell me nothing but lies.
Then just stay around, thinking you might change your mind,
really want my love, don't know why I even tried.
What kind of fool am I? I'm that fool,
that loved you all along. Even though,
you've always done me wrong. It's the kind of love,
you think you'll never find. That once in a lifetime thing,
but it's a love that's blind. There's a certain kind of love,
where there is no rule. It's a love of another kind.
It's the love of a fool.
How long.....
How long does it hurt? I can't stop the tears.
This aching inside me, each day seems like years.
When does this longing for you ever end?
When will this pain in my heart ever mend?
How long will it take until your memory is gone?
No nightmares at night, no longer awake until dawn?
How long deos it take? My time is long overdue.
What price will I pay, before I am over you?
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