No mundane reason to love
And still beyond self you love,
Comes from heaven high above,
Love, wanting nothing to prove,
Its aim is to give and give,
No eye when there's to receive.
Love placed on tall pedestal,
Amazed? Agape, what you call.
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Musings | 29.02.2019 |
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A brilliant piece on love is well executed. I appreciate the way of presentation of this poem. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks indeed, it has passed muster with a discreet poet like you.