The display of loving is
a sight to behold;
be it subtle or ever so bold.
An ideal of 2 manifesting in life;
stark reality that has the tendency
to revive the senses
and give a purpose to continue,
to look around,
observe
and
taste Life's menu.
Loving makes us happy to be alive
giving us hope and a reason
to survive.
And though Love may be blind it can see
throughout time,
into
eternity:
When loving occurs in
humanity..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem