Home by Imelda May
‘What is love?’, you ask
My head spins, recallin’ every song
Story, words, and glorious things I ever heard
Every cliché rings in my ears
Like a bell announcin’ the birth of a new day
Or the death of yesterday
Depends on how you hear it
I haven’t a clue
‘Can’t you feel me? I’m here
I’m the one holdin’ your hand remindin’ you not to forget me
I’m the warm feelin’ in your belly when you don’t know why…
Click here to here Imelda May recite the whole poem, Home.
What is Love?
Photo: Wendy Haynes