Non-Erotic Poetry03' That Word Called LoveThat word called love,
Meaning so many things.
Though truely divided,
Into two.
The love of a friend,
So precious and true.
When two have found,
One another to trust.
The love that goes beyond,
Days and nights.
When all that matters,
Is the little things.
The touch of both,
Can mean so much.
So tender and giving,
Forever loving.
-- Jessi --
- 7/4/03 -
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