In this two person bed,
We have come to see,
As ours –
I make poor attempts,
To qualify and quantify,
Love.
Finding faults –
In my attempts
To measure,
To analyse,
The space and time,
Between you and I.
Love is not;
A science,
A theory,
Or equation,
You hypothesise –
But a feeling I have,
For you, and
What’s more,
You have for me.
Kevin Brown © 30.07.2016
July 31, 2016 at 9:11 AM
Beautiful piece of peotry. Like it. THANK YOU!
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July 31, 2016 at 9:13 AM
Thank you my friend
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July 31, 2016 at 9:15 AM
You are professional poet
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July 31, 2016 at 9:15 AM
Thanx alot
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July 31, 2016 at 9:17 AM
If you don’t mind can i reblog it
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July 31, 2016 at 9:38 AM
Of course it would be amazing if you did
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July 31, 2016 at 9:39 AM
Sur thnx
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July 31, 2016 at 9:41 AM
Reblogged this on Alabarakah and commented:
I like this
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July 31, 2016 at 10:07 AM
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July 31, 2016 at 1:13 PM
Wow.Amazing
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July 31, 2016 at 1:48 PM
Thanks momma 🙂
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August 20, 2016 at 9:14 PM
Lovely.
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