Hello Love Poem by Aaron Weaver
Hello Love
With the days past it seems as if the days of yesterday shadow is here today, no rain no sun no wind a only suspension in time. What is an hour too minutes but a moment in the direction of yesterday. A new love is but an old one the same butterflies and the same bliss and the same game. When separated it seems like we meet again only to repeat the same cycle again, this time I did not hesitate to tell you I love you now we meet again for the first time tomorrow an new introduction lets introduce ourselves and relive the same thing another person I meet yesterday.
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4/29/2024 5:03:34 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A new love is but an old one the same butterflies and the same bliss and the same game.. your idea is good....... but don't u think that every other person we meet and love is unique. this uniqueness adds to the love that we have. don't u think so dear poet Aaron.. thank u for your nice explanations in this poem.. tony