Obsessed,
People find shame in it,
They deny it,
They spit on it,
They step all over it,
But in my eyes,
To be obsessed,
Is to be in love,
How can a man deny such an honor?
For most do not love,
They might care,
They might adore,
But they will never know true love,
Except for the lucky few who do,
To be in love with someone,
Is not to call them your soul mate,
Or one and only,
It is to be obsessed with only one,
And not ever change or falter,
For to be obsessed is to be an honor,
The honor of love...
True, true, TRUE! People sure deny it now days. Kind of annoying. I liked this poem a lot. It was pretty true... :) I believe anyone can love. If they are saying that they don't, then I...
The Honour Of Love
Published by Family Friend Poems February 2011 with permission of the Author.
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