oh love most people wonder what you are?
love is act of endless forgive
its a tender look that become a habit
when one fishes for love
the bait must be the heart not the brains
love tender love the god of passion and romance
the first duty of love is to listen
one doesn't fall in or out of love
but one grows in love
passion, romance and disire build up love
love's an endless mystery
it has nothing or no one
to explain it completly
love is the rhyme of two lonely heart
seeking to find one another
love over runs my deepest thoughts
still i aim to seek for it
its not only you or me but all
yeah i say we all need love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem