It's being with you,
and thinking of no one else.
It's looking at each other in eyes,
and getting lost in each other's thoughts.
It's holding hands and strolling on the beach,
and not even noticing the beautiful waves.
It's indescribable love written on your beautiful face,
It's undiscovered joy in your sensuous smile,
It's uncontrollable lust in your close embrace,
It's endless desire in the your deep beautiful eyes.
It's a painted mural in my heart,
It's inscriptions can't be erased with your loss,
if it ever gets repainted with a substitute love,
it's engravings always remain intact in my soul.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice sentiment. I really like the last line.