Real love never dies
like dreams are forever,
life and its ties
is always together.
Feelings of the inside
never goes away,
it might for awhile hide
but underneath it'll stay.
We are together
inside and in the out,
for its love forever
without its doubt.
Like seasons coming
flowing in its beauty,
breezy blow strumming
"This is for you and me".
Real love never dies
it is the way of the tie,
errors of all the past tries
that never says goodbye.
Feelings deep in the heart
giving and awaking,
like daybreak in a fresh start
light for the day making.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem