I am Love in its purest form.
I’m out of the ordinary.
I am not the norm.
I am Love of the truest kind.
I am unexpected.
I am hard to find.
I am Love in its untainted state.
I’m full of pain and sorrow.
I cannot hate.
I am Love in its most basic shape.
I am no hero.
I wear no Cape.
I am Love in its truest sense.
I never end how you think I should....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem