Thoughts Of Love Poem by Lesa MRK

I think of love like a jukebox-
The same old song could never wear it down.
I think of love like a teardrop-
Always falling without sound.
I think of love like a rainbow-
With colors so bright and true;
Alive with innocent beauty,
Aglow like morning dew.

Sometimes love is the answer,
When you need somebody there;
Someone to hold onto, someone that will care.

Love is like a whisper,
Calling out your name.
Love is like an adventure,
Each moment not the same.

Love is a mystery, a haunting song in the night,
A tiny crystal teardrop,
Glowing with white-hot light.
Love is giving of yourself,
To a friend who is in need,
And knowledge of their pain,
Sends your own heart to bleed.

Sometimes love is painful,
When misunderstandings cloud the way,
When it's hard to say you're sorry,
When it's hard to know what to say.

Sadly sometimes, love must end,
When dreams cannot come true-
But memories last forever,
Lost in shadowed hue.

All these thoughts of love,
Can sometimes make me sad,
Yet knowing my love rests with you,
Makes my heart feel glad.