At the end of the day, I choose to love you... I will fall in love with you again. Over and over again.
It's less of falling and more of flying “In the lion’s den, petals fall and smiles scream.”
Mirror poetry; wishes on petals: an innovative retelling about the Mad Hatter. Prompt. The thing is in the end! Just a short one. Hope you will read “A full-time license as licentious has no worth when you take a trip to love and you trip in her trap.” Janky rhymes and off beats Sometimes it just happens. "Mommy, what happens when an Angel cries?"
Based on a prompt from @leocharlesm A poem from one imaginary person to another “So howled the sea a hurricane, his love...” Anyone can find love with no end. How does your body fall in love? Something I wrote for the daily prompt :) the fifth in a series of poems about love, written by someone who's never truly felt it Further instructions for bliss Sometimes you can only have one.
Our eyes are the windows to our souls.
Awakening is not for tomorrow. It's now. Falling in love with someone who doesn't know how to love me.