Take my hand, heart and soul.
Me and you are at the beginning of love.
Back to back we guard our hearts.
Into our dreams this new love springs.
The desire to hold you in my,
Arms and show you off to everyone has come.
I am so happy as happy as a clown
Love has made us into one.
Need care love. I will always be there.
Me and you standing face-to-face in a long embrace.
Like two friends at the end of the race.
You are the only one for me love.
Did this love come by chance?
Before I have never seen such love like this.
The secret revealed:
'Take me back into the arms I love. Need me like you did before.'
I caught that secret, very nicely done ps. all women are crazy especially the ones that disagree with this statement
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
....no Monk, only the ones who give any substance to that statement -.- Ron your work is touching; though it can be hard to love someone who has wronged you with has much openness. After time we forget to show each other that same enthusiasm; you've reminded us beautifully.