someone's eyes that is meant for you alone, a gentle kiss that says everything will be okay, a hand held in just the right way at just the right time.
Real love is a secret told by one heart and guarded by another, a belief that someone knows you as no one else can, the little day-to-day acts of thoughtfullness that go unmentioned but not unnoticed.
Real love is a feeling that no matter where you are, the deepest part of you remains with the one you love, a dream that comes true with time and trust and a little luck.
Real love is a promise of forever
Real love is the meaning of life. Thanks for sharing your poem, Andrew
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem, Andrew. Thanks for sharing