Treasure Island

Hayley Foster

(March 5th / Akron Ohio)

What is love? 2


What is love
Love is the gentle touch with a hint of passion and a soft sprinkle of lust
Love is trust

Love is holding hands ever so gently under the moonlight
Love is trust

Love is staring so intently into your lovers eyes with the feeling that,
this is so right
Love is a sweet walk in the park with that special someone
Love is pain, pleasure and everything nice
Love is trust

Love is loving and caring for you in a very special way
Love is remembering the simple and special things we do and say
Love is remembering how sweet you are and wishing you
a happy valentine's day

Submitted: Friday, February 20, 2009
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