Poem -

When love walks in

When love walks in

 Even as a boy
I alway thought  I knew 
what love  looked like.
She was soft and blonde
wIth beautiful blue eyes. 

I looked for her for years
and she finaly showed up.
When she showed up 
she was brunette wore glasses
that hid her brown eyes .
she hated my music
hated my freinds 
and I the in the end
hated me.

It was ten years
before  love returned again.
This time she had a 
short blonde pixie cut.
Green eyes and a perma smile.
She taught me that when a
woman is smiling it does not
reflect what she is thinking. 
She played music all the time
that someone  else bought her.
She did buy me 
my favorite ice cream though.
But she would eat it all 
in midnight food binges.

as her music played.

I am now waiting for love
to come again.
It's been five years
but I know love
will show up.
I am sure of it.
when love left I asked it to
leave my door open.
I kissed love softly goodbye.
And there were no tears.

I whispered softly to love.
thanks for coming to visit me.
I love when you are around.
Dont be a stranger
come back and see me soon.

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