The Loving Love Poem by madihlare christobeth molapo

Let no voice speak louder than this heart,
And no message be sent clearer than this tone
For in me, is were lives the loving heart,
Were yours can always be enriched with love.

May my tongue make no mistakes,
When I tell your how my heart will forever sink in yours.
In the birth of love, mine was born for you.
In the shadows of the moving earth,
No man portrays the meaning of the loving love to these ears.

But only you does the magic. The magic of the loving love.
Forgive me for loving your own you, but that to me
Comes naturally.
The materials of this world ties no knot from my heart to yours.
Only the nature of love holds meaning for loving you.