Love's greatest merit is the strength and hope it brings,
But without it, when it is based on a lie,
It becomes frail, uninviting and shameful.
No-one wants a part in that love.
Everyone wants to bask in the sun of a glorious love,
The type you get when someone says 'I love you'.
The souls recognition of another.
It makes you complete.
I may not be complete but I am whole.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem