The definitive answer to the question "What love is it I seek?".
I despise this poem now, because As many agree I'm sure, the definition of love changes with experiences. But it's kind of cute.
The one time I could spent time with my man at 3:00 in the morning. I escaped in his arms and this was that bliss.
* line 5, "twirl" : Love makes the world go 'round.
I just found this poem today...not really sure what prompted me to write it...it was probably some sad, chickflick....lol
