When she hugs me
and takes my face to her breasts
the comfort is in my mind
and not in my body.
Love goes beyond words.
True love has thousand colours.
It is the magic of life.
It is like the fluttering wings
of the little butterfly
when it is about to land
on a flower that dances in the wind.
Inner comfort of hugs...... Comfort in my mind not in my body....... That real truth Hugs can remove all worries................ take care
Love goes beyond words. True love has thousand colours. It is the magic of life.......so touching and true.This is really a beautiful poem on Love having a brilliant outlook. Thanks for sharing this gem.10
Real love is hard to define. To me love is self-sacrifice and servanthood. I like the line 'Love goes beyond words'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is like the fluttering wings of the little butterfly when it is about to land on a flower that dances in the wind.......Wow...! ! ..I can visualize this word...what an Imagination....!