LOVE IS…
what I shed tears for
what I sing for when the song’s over
what I hear when I look at him
what I see when I hear his voice
what I believe in, above all lies
…the mere answer to my whys
what I want when I got everything
what I’d still have when I have nothing.
…what I live for.
…what I’d die for.
for with love, my love,
we’re not impossible.
(written: February 2006)
it is. past, present and future experience, i suppose. teehee.. know how to speak french? i can't. i wish i can though. it's only with the help of BabelFish that i can translate a phrase at least.
l`amour est vraiment ce que tu viens de dire que c`est. well written. i pray that it is personal experience
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is not the greatest material. This girl is handicapped by her subjects and perhaps a lack of creativity or imagination. It is hard to tell at this stage. Maybe something will be revealed later. GW62