Love

What is it?
This thing we all feel.
I don’t know if I
want it yet.
One glimpse would seem surreal.

Love

When do you know?
When it crashes into your life.
Does it fly so caressingly?
Does it shake you to the core?
Make you hurt but need
more and more.

Who do you believe when it comes to love?


(It's not finished....but I need some ideas...)

I hate you
Haiku
You are too hard
to do


... and remember kiddies, plagiaris-er I mean DERIVATIVE WORKS is "Industry Standard"...