Hey Wise Writers! I hope you are all enjoying this fine Thursday and getting prepared for the holidays. The poem I will be sharing with all of you today is about love. Specifically, it’s about my perfect idea and fantasy of love. I am a hopeless romantic who has nearly impossible standards and relies on tv shows and romance books to fulfill my unrealistic expectations. This poem is titled This Kind of Love.
This Kind of Love
I want the kind of love where we go on ice cream runs.
Dance in the rain.
Belly laugh until we cry.
Where we’re best friends and nothing will tear us apart.
The kind of love that you see in the movies.
I want to curl up next to you and watch rom-coms.
Lay my head on your chest and feel like I’m at home.
Carelessly prance through the street holding hands.
The kind of love where our eyes meet and sparkle.
Where we grow gray and old.
This is why we focus on the inside because our looks will fade.
I want to know every detail about you.
Know your favorite places to go.
Favorite food.
What makes you feel at home?
What makes you excited?
Go on spontaneous adventures.
Star gaze while laying on the grass and talking about our future.
I want a love that glorifies God’s name and leads me closer to Him through you.
I know it’s unrealistic, but that’s why it's a dream.
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