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Love Knocked On The Door..

by Melissa Arel


Love knocked on the door
And I let him in
He dropped his bags on the floor
They were filled to the brim

Love sat on the sofa
And gave me a smile
As though Love was planning
On staying a while

But the fire dimmed
And the passion faded
Love grew cold,
Bitter and irritated

For Love is reckless
Yes, Love's a flirt
He's got places to go
And people to hurt

07/25/2004

Posted on 07/28/2004
Copyright © 2024 Melissa Arel

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Ken Harnisch on 07/28/04 at 06:07 PM

hmm, a bittersweet and therefore tellingly real look at the vagaries of love that comes and goes but neverhteless leaves a mark that becomes near indelible

Posted by Tim D Livingston on 08/06/04 at 12:49 PM

Hey this is brilliant. Definitely.

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