Red is the symbol of love,
hearts burning with lust...
Maybe I was the ocean, come crashing in,
and you were the stream, undisturbed on a quiet...
Pretty
eyes of magic...
No, he is not a prince in full regalia,
riches falling at his boots...
Love is...
Waiting endlessly in front of the phone for a text...
Beneath the shadow of your wings
You protect me against storms...
First comes love.
Then suffering...
On it lies the breath of my being,
from kissing your fingers...
I want to know what it's
like to dance on the...
Love is a feeling deep inside...
A spark igniting, that you cannot hide...
Human soul,
Grief-stricken, tormented...
This poem is a CHILDREN'S POEM ... inspired from a...
The Heart Will Always See...