Hokey Pokey
Love, to me, is caring without caring
holding on while letting go
Screaming silently, in joy,
Saying what you want, without saying a thing,
Laughing with your eyes, because it means so much more.
Love, to me, means showing who you are,
--- because you want to.
Love is, doing the little things, out of habit.
Love is, learning that she is always right,
--- and if she isn't, you'll fix it for her.
I believe in love and that it can happen
--- but like a fine house, it must be built,
--- not bought.
I believe, no matter what color you paint that house
--- If it isn't happy inside it shows outside.
I know love is real and that I can have it
--- I don't know when
--- I don't know who
--- I don't know where
--- I do know when love has been sent
--- I will discover what it means....
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