How can I live each day as if it were my last
When I haven’t had my first
How can you hold my heart
When I haven’t even held your hand
How does love start
and how does it grow
When does it take on
a life of its own
6-19-07
Nice poem about love, well for me love start anytime, anywhere, to anyone without any real real reason at all, for love is magical when it enchants the heart. thanks and best wishes. How i wish I could start to tingle the love in your heart for the first time I behold your picture, i have fallen in love with thee. thanks, melvin
it grows with emotions of it's own... freely, i guess. take care.
I love this poem! It is short and sweet...right to the point. I am giving you a 10. Always, Linda
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I would like to translate this poem
A great poem. being short, it has its own beauty.