What is love ?
What is love?
Is it holding hands with the one you adore,
Or whispering softly, “I love you,” once more?
What is love? What is it
Is it the silence when you’re all alone,
Or giving away your last cigarette, unknown?
What is love to you?
A gift of flowers or sweet chocolate treats,
Saying “I love you” in endless repeats,
Or writing a poem with trembling hand,
With the Titled “My First Love,”
What does love mean?
Is it the sun that warms our hearts so bright,
Or the moon that dims the sky at night
So we can see the stars take flight?
Perhaps it’s the scent of roses
That your lover used to bring you…
What does love mean to you?
To love her even when she makes mistakes?
Or does it mean to forgive without expecting change?
What is love?
A tree in spring with leaves so green,
We, like children, crafting crowns unseen.
Or maybe it’s summer’s sudden rain
That cools our hearts from sunburnt pain.
What is love? Really
To reach your hand to one who’s hurt you,
Lifting them up when all they did was pull you down,
Or maybe making peace with the thought
Or maybe just maybe it’s learning to see
That some hearts can never love you or me.
So… what is love?
An infinity that doesn’t last forever,
And even if it did, we do not live forever.
I still don’t know what love might be.
But maybe… that’s the mystery.
Love doesn’t need a shape or name,
It’s not a prize, and clearly not a game.
Love doesn’t need a reason why
Love just is.
And that’s enough to try.
Категория: Стихи про любовь
Все стихи автора: Preda Loredana Gabriela 
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