That's Our Word
When we walk along together, as I tickle you with a feather, people stare.
When we picnic at the park on our own cloud, every time we kiss they look as if it's not allowed.
I hear everyone use that word, it rains down from above, to think it anything but ours is just absurd, don't use it that's our word and that word is...love.
Written By Johnny Blade on 6/20/12
Poem 9 in response to the 13 By 13th Challenge
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