What Is Love?

as i see you
weeping
and wailing

i comfort myself
as i relate

love too must not
stop. It must travel

it needs to.
to forget. to vary.

love too, like
life must be

a journey. Let
us take a walk.

let us take a
deep breath.

breathe. breathe.
that is what
we can really do.

love too must
have some
escapades.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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