Love Love Love

Love love love.. what is love, as love is every were, love is no where, as the nigth comes and the day disables, a sky full of stars is thats suppost to bee seen, but the light of the city cover what has to be seen; my blindness has reach my soul but that spot of light keeps shining as brigth, an urge is to be love as what in hope, one can only be loved if love is with in your souls to take yours.

-Samantha N.R.