Love is neither constant nor singular. It's a changing variable and sometimes plural. Explained by nature in a clean sky tropical rainforest. Dew making drops, and fall of drops 'the sound'. Soothing to ears in one and multiple counts.
It says, fascinate but don't fixate. Enjoy the life as it comes and gets.
Love thyself, and thou shalt be loved, again & again.
True and nice. This enigma of love always mesmerizing! Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good attempt in the chapter of love, Abhinav. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks