Love is light
Love is flame
Love is sunny spring
Love is sweet memories in the old days
Love falls at the first sight
Love is painful with waiting
Love is happy with sharing
Love is easy to begin
but hard to forget
Love is beautiful as the flower in the mirror
but quickly gets old
when all the loves gone with the wind
what left in your heart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem