open arms

in #poetry7 years ago

open arms

who says i want to stop thinking about you, love?
i’m looking up at the blue sky above,
and all that comes to my mind is us; you.
such beauty; what a sight, what a view.
your mixed signals confuse me. you know that though.
sometimes i think we’re running out of time to take it slow.
my love for you is something that can never be broken.
if you’re ever in need of someone, my arms are open.

©LukaKorba

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With love,
Luka.

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Nice piece. But I don't know if true love still exist any longer. My heart is opened but never see a heart that matched up. Just recently , I saw a beautiful damsel swinging along the road and I walked out to her. After normal exchange of greeting and lots of compliments, I ask her; what's your love language? She ask me, what's that? Hmm. I later started coaching her what it meant. Though I expected a damsel of her class and beauty to know all that but what shall I do. Sincerely, till date, I haven't see no love to fill the gap.

Love, true love that is, is slowly dying in today’s world. The world is infatuated with an orchestrated affair with shallow exchanges of kisses and sexual acts, all lacking the true density of love. Despite all of this, the remnants of love still reside, somewhere. Your time will come. Be faithful.