Love is a burning flame
Glowing in the darkness
A warm bulb of life
Graceful beauty
Dancing in the dark
Flicker through the night
A slow growing flame
or a fiery blaze
Whatever suits you right
But for every drop of beauty gave
The same must be taken flight
Dying flame gives one last breath
Before sputtering into night
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very interesting approach to the progress of love... Love it :)