Love... Poem by Tina Rizk

My love,

The path of love
Is not walked with our feet
We carry all our heart with us

The language of love
Is not spoken in words
It's expressed through deeds

The alphabets of love
Are not the A B C
They're the honesty,
Faithfulness and loyalty

The music of love
Is not that of a love song
It's the beat of my heart
When I think of you

The most romantic place
Is not Venice with its gondola rides
It's a ride inside your mind
When you think of me

The end of love is not possible
For true love never ends

Copyright ©️ Tina Rizk