True Love - Poem by Fernando Bahena
Love is not in beautiful eyes, not even in a carmel gold mouth, you can't see love, you can't make it, is not greater or lesser.
You can feel love, it is born, it comes and the goes away slowly in your life like a wave in the ocean with jealousy and betrayal.
Talking of love, is like talking about god, it exist and goes through your life, we go with it while holding hands and we cry like kids when we let go and mistake our path, we make ourselves from true love, and sometimes we cry for true love.
True love is respected, it is believed with all our faith, True love is not a man or women who swears to love, True love is a man or women who swears and shows the he or she loves you.
It is a flower with great beauty, it is kept with kindess, compression, confidense and affection without limits, it is given with couriosity to who really deserves it.
In true love you are capable of giving everything and when you love someone with intensity, you are capable of giving your life, but the true love is met by few people and that's the most amazing thing in life
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