Only If - Love Poetry



If your plan is to stay,
To hold hands,
Make impromptu outdoor plans,
To cook food together,
Comfort me with your hugs forever,
To laugh with me, cry with me,
Insanely sing out loud on the streets,
To speak all night long,
Hype about how finely we just get along,
To make a lot of promises,
Spoil me with your kisses,
To let me take care of you,
Stand strong with you, pamper you,
To let me give you my everything,
If that's what your plan is, just count me in.
~ Sasa

Comments

  1. Unknown26 June 2020 at 07:43

    Love only destroy inner peace

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  2. Unknown29 June 2020 at 12:18

    Its possible...but love is always unconditional with so many conditions...

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