You don’t believe my love, do you?
You want me to prove that it’s true
Well, I cannot bring down a star for you
I cannot bring down Moon
I cannot say it’s October when it’s actually June
…
I cannot make an elephant fly
Or write your name in the clear, blue sky
I cannot even teach a monkey or a crocodile to cry
…
I cannot make a cuckoo sing my song
Or make right what is already wrong
I cannot even keep an ostrich dancing for long
…
I cannot cook a meal
I cannot make your dreams real
I cannot even make you feel like I do
Cannot make you feel any more special than I already do
I cannot write a poem. Can’t tie my shoe
Cannot fight a war. Can’t turn the ocean blue
Can’t turn a stone into a butterfly
Cannot even prove my words aren’t just a piece of lie
If you really want to see my love, just look into my eye
If you couldn’t see it there, I really wouldn’t know why
Then just to prove my love, I guess I would have to die
it’s really ironic, how you love someone, and yet that someone needs proof!
I for once had been guilty of this. I ran away from the guy who confessed to me because I doubted his feelings
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Oh
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wonderful, truly! thanks for sharing
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Thank you so much
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Good Morning Frank,
Last night I was reading W H Davies, the Welsh supertramp poet, who rode freight trains in America before settling back in Britain.
The Example
HERE’S an example from
A Butterfly;
That on a rough, hard rock
Happy can lie;
Friendless and all alone
On this unsweetened stone.
Now let my bed be hard
No care take I;
I’ll make my joy like this
Small Butterfly;
Whose happy heart has power
To make a stone a flower.
W.H. Davies
Not the same thought as you, but I thought you’d like it!
Will.
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I’ve read it. They taught this thing in school
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Usually what it takes…
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But not always
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Thankfully 😉
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Yes
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The eyes tell it all.
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Indeed
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Very beautiful poem depicting true love .Ideally enjoyed it.
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Thank you
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True, love cannot be told; it has to be felt. A lovely written poem on unrequited love.
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Thanks a lot
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Nothing I say here can capture how beautiful your poems are to me. I’m sure everyone else has already found the words. Intoxicating. Thank you for writing…and letting your words weave around our minds and hearts.
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Thank you so much for your words
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This is lovely… until that twist in the end! 😀
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Thank you
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Much welcome. 😀
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Whoa!! I love the end. It’s fabulous.
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Thank you
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