Poem on Love - Blackout Poetry Notes

Susceptibility

She has a susceptibility to her
feelings but is free
without the sense of shame.

He stared at her
spilling heaven into
her heart and soul,
drowned in bliss, in perfection.

Isn't it beautiful?
I love living
slightly more
on an ordinary morning.

I lost all chance of you,
I did want you.
And there won't be another chance.
And I hate it.
If you're honest, so am I.

Fall in love with
wine so good, a bed so soft,
and a kiss under mistletoe.

She glances at his eyes
lit with an emotion so frantic,
trying desperately
to convey that
without her there is no world at all.

We decide not to notice
the difference between
attraction and love.

I'm afraid of her.
Here is a dangerous creature
whose hunger of love
is strong.

It takes courage to
love always.

I thought that was love.