Love
is…
by Nazifa
Love is
the sickening feeling
that starts
to grow in your stomach.
Love feels
like a warm spark
going on
in your heart.
It sounds
like fireworks or wedding bells
quietly
ringing in your ear.
Love is
when your mum throws
the first
thing she sees at you.
Yes, this
is love.
Love is
letting your favourite chocolate
melt in
your mouth.
You can’t
grasp love.
You can’t
see love.
You probably
can’t even taste love.
Love is
blind.
Love is
love.
Love is… by
Zainab
Love is.
Love is
fireworks and butterflies
Exploding
in my stomach.
Love is
colourful
Love is
blind
Love is.
Love is
feeling,
Feelings you
can’t touch
Love is
exciting
Love is
dumb
Love is
Love comes
in different forms
My form
Your form
It doesn’t
matter –
Everyone experiences
love.
Love is.
Love is
Oozy chocolate
fondant
And that
chocolatey smell
I hope it
cooks well.
Love is.
Love is
When you’re
turning 13 tomorrow
And you’ve
got the embarrassing lessons
Where you’re
gonna go red
And receive
100 presents
In a
delicious Turkish restaurant
Just me
and 4 families and a Turkish waiter
Singing
Happy Birthday to me,
Bringing in
the cake.