One carries love in the heart,
Others in there head.
Love is eternal,
And will never be dead.
Love flows freely,
Like the rivers and the seas.
Love flows through every person,
And just about everything.
Love is blind,
And goes by no name.
Love plays with the heart,
And causes much pain.
Love hurts like the thorns on a rose,
Love never sleeps and does not grow old.
Love touches the heart,
And flows in our veins.
Love is eternal just like a flame.
Love has many shapes and forms,
It will never die, but will always be reborn.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem