Love.
Love.
Write to him. Write about him, say
what you can’t say.
Fill the book with him, say
you love him.
Get something onto the pages,
find something to say.
How and when it will come
I can’t say.
How could you ever write love
without explaining getting in the way?
There are many examples
where are they?
Having never seen a firefly
I can’t say.
They are like fireflies
so what can I say?
I’m searching for them
the words that say
what love is.
It’s what you are I could say.
BRIAN EVANS
Mon 1st Apr 2013 17:57
like it julie , beautifully written,kisses B