Without a second thought he holds me in his arms embracing my faults and insecurities
Looking in his brown eyes makes me smile from my soul, not seeing what I don't have, he loves me for who I am and what I've become.
His love is sure
His heart is made like God
Our love is real
Our love carry each other through the storm
Our love still survives
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem