Love is Beautiful,
Love is Grand,
Love is sometimes ones last stand,
Love is patient love is kind
Love is for those strong of mind,
Love is a matter for the heart,
Not to hastily should you embark
If to fast, risk falling to hard
and falling into darkness
You will be consumed.
Winged Demons await you there
As you enter they all stare
They Know of love as much as hate
With these demons seals your fate.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem