Your name in my name,
Our love is like poetry;
Running water burning flame,
What you give and set to be.
Hours come and the years go,
What's within will turn on too;
There my some after glow,
It depend on my and you.
Higher then a cloudy sky,
Everything we do or say;
Every tiding goes on by,
With the inter colors play.
Rivers running through to sea,
Falling into lost waves;
Why does this have to be,
Everything one needs and craves.
Love is water to fulfill,
Never give your dreams away;
Find your goal and be real,
No matter what the world might say.
Every heart tries to long,
What desires bring and live;
Every way is right or wrong,
Just be there to share and give.
And than, 'what a wonderful world this would be.' Superb, spot on truth write.marci. :)
Lovely love poem. Everything IS right or wrong. Smooth the wrong, even apologize Memorize the right...for right doesn't stay that way forever. That's sad. Good write. Mant things read between the lines.xxElysabeth
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I would like to translate this poem
Love is water to fulfill, Never give your dreams away; Find your goal and be real, No matter what the world might say. Every way is right or wrong, Just be there to share and give.....I simply loved these lines of yours poet Sir..... I fully agree to its truth too I guess!