Bob Marley’s old song
Slowly filters through my head
As i silently croon to the classic reggae beat,
I couldn’t but put myself in his shoes
And ask the same question he asked
Is this love that i’m feeling?
My pen halts its pror smooth writing
As i go speechless, not finding words to describe
But i’m determined to pen it down and so i will….
I will, believe me. I won’t hesitate to do so when i find my tongue.
So for now, ask with me if this is love that im feeling?