The minutes pass,
Love is made
Of Venetian glass,
So transparent
And so sweet,
Hand blown,
Architecturally, perfect
And with diamonds sown
So that when you own
The gem of Love
You're the richest person
Without a doubt.
Please don't question
Any of the above,
Just love, love and love.
A poet's words
You have to feel
And that also,
For Romantics,
Has great appeal.
What a form of beautiful Love Always, Sandra. So glad I stopped by for the read.
Crystalline Clear in white That is right Feelings From the clear depth Transparent translucent soul of word from the sheer poetic alphabets LOVE; and Love this is /// lovely expressions
Just love love love...the wind that blows from heart to heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love has perfect vastness. This motivates many of us. An interesting poem is beautifully penned. An interesting sharing is done here...10