Endless Ripple

February 2, 2010
By GingerbreadMan SILVER, Odenton, Maryland
GingerbreadMan SILVER, Odenton, Maryland
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What is love?
Is it a noun or verb?
Is it a feeling or a mind trick?

I sit by the lake,
wind blowing and trees swaying,
as if dancing to the soft melodies of the birds,
wondering the true meaning of love.

As the warm wind gently kisses my face,
ripples forms,
ripples.

The endless flow of the ripples.
That is what love is.
Endless...Endless

Aww that sounds nice,
but the catch is you have to get on the right ripple,
and just go with the flow.

As long as there is a wind,
there will always be a ripple,
an endless ripple...




...of love



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