Analysis of Being in love

Paul Weaver 1964 (Virginia)



Feeling great is being in love.
Waking every morning looking in her eyes.
Admiring her smile and her laugh.
Just holding her on cold nights.
Walking and holding hands under the stars.
To just sit and admire her beauty.
As each day passes our love grows stronger.
Her hair as soft as cotton.
Her skin feels like silk so soft.
Her smile so radiant it lights her eyes.
Hearing her voice is like hearing melodies.
When our bodies touch it feels right.
As when we kiss we start to become one.
Feeling love like this is rare.
How glad i am to have found her.
Growing old in love like this will be fun.
Being in love feels so great.


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Poetic Form
Metre 10111001 101001010001 01001001 1100111 1001011001 111001010 11110101110 0111110 0111111 0111001101 10011110100 110101111 1111111011 1011111 11111110 1010111111 1001111
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 609
Words 120
Sentences 17
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 17
Lines Amount 17
Letters per line (avg) 29
Words per line (avg) 7
Letters per stanza (avg) 489
Words per stanza (avg) 120
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Submitted by Deaconkev on September 03, 2021

Modified on March 05, 2023

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