The art of love: how it can blossom so nicely.
The beginning is a fantasy and a dream to pursue.
Closer and closer we get into the eyes of love
to whisper and speak softly of how it can turn into something.
Words of 'I love you' and 'you are my all'
can maybe someday turn into 'I do, and I will cherish you'.
A precious rose to remember even if it may turn ugly someday.
Seldom is love perfect but it'll give you wings, make the world a better place..if only for a little bit.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
♥ Another great piece Miss Tee! Thanks for sharing. Hugs Coreena