Love

I want to know what love is. If music be the food of love, play on. What is love?

By Rachel DeemingPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

Foreigner, Shakespeare, Haddaway.

To them, you are elusive, cloaked.

But you're all around, aren't you?

What do singers and poets know?

I think you like to hide

But you're never concealed.

Give us a wink,

A sexy smirk.

There you are!

Right here in the person

Who holds my love.

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Written by Rachel Deeming