love can never be defined;
it is just a feeling.
people says love comes once,
but, it comes each moment
having different face,
each time a new thrill,
a new adventure
to feel beyond the body
and barriers.
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I would like to translate this poem
Good love sarojini. I like it. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment and vote.