Love is . .
Conceived with the delight,
Of taking a gander at one another,
Bolstered by the need of seeing one another,
Finished up with the impossibilities of partition!"
A memory love is similar to the main tune ,
Regardless of how frequently ,
It plays again; you never become weary of it."
Love is so vital
To have that one wouldn't like to lose it,
Why is it that we discover genuine romance ,
But regularly don't see it?"
Love is unrestricted and everlasting ,
Set up after some time ,
Accepted with recollections of the past."
Incalculable words, nor innumerable activities,
Could ever characterize my love for you.
Intimate romance opposes definition."
Love is similar to a blade,
It can wound the heart,
Or cut superb pictures into the spirit,
That endures forever."
My heart, my life, my spirit
He has the way to every one of them.
He has however to turn the key,
Permit me to encompass him,
With my glow and love."