love isn't asking, when it is taking into the captivity. <br />love doesn't ask but it is forcing his way by force <br />then you have trouble when to sleep you cannot <br />you aren't sleeping after nights and you are mixing <br />the day up with the night <br /> <br /> <br />what you made it that you had been overcome by force <br />it difficult love, unavailable and the beauty <br />you can from it to escape but you don't have where <br />the obsessive thought is only tormenting you <br /> <br /> <br />in order to tame it so that she is nice <br />only for you every day more beautiful <br />it is a familiar truth, that in love power <br />what from it, that sometimes incomprehensible <br /> <br /> <br />important didn't miss us <br />unimportant even, when for it a time will pass...<br /><br />Maria Barbara Korynt<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-power-of-love/
