I love you.
How do you whether it is false or true.
I love you.
With you I do not want to argue.
Not like that means anything,
I find it is a whole lot of time wasting.
I love you.
Some days I get vex,
Some days I cry, I sigh, I laugh.
But everyday you make me smile.
I LOVE YOU.
Yes, love making is a confused feeling at the beginning. But gradually it becomes so sure and certain. You have spoken rightly about love. Everyday the lover cannot make the beloved smile.... love is painful in reality. So...be prepared for weeping also...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
true love never befuddles heart when knows rungs of love, well penned,10+++, thanks for sharing