Once in a lifetime.

It just happens,

Once in a lifetime or so they say,

That feeling we all desire

When the aroma of romance smells

And the glory of beauty on you shines

Something as intense and joyous

Yet sorrowful as love is enkindled

It seems proof like no other

That nothing exists but the joy of love

You are not living but are alive

You become a singer of rhythm of love

You believe you fly with wings of a dove

That’s when you know you are not in love

But you love it… I mean Luv It.

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  • Krupali on Aug 14, 2011

    you’re mad, again……. “That’s when you know you are not in love
    But you love it… I mean Luv It.”……… NOT always true.
    The feelings you’ve described are a ‘part’ of true (real, rational) love and not ‘apart’.

  • Elove Poetry on Aug 17, 2011

    well…. maybe u have just experienced the true feeling of being in love… u are at the joyous stage, but wait until the sorrow creeps up inside….

  • Krupali on Aug 29, 2011

    how pessimistic you are! how can you be sure about the heartbreak? are you god or something?

  • Elove Poetry on Aug 30, 2011

    i am neither of the above…. but it’s all in the heart of man…. time and again it happens…. don’t convince ya’self it won’t happen… one way or another

  • Leone Oleti on Sep 11, 2011

    well… how can i rate u??? u r north of excellent

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