The jingle I hear from the depth of my heart.
A poem not only on paper but in a human and that is in you.
Love is me gleaming in awe for I know I am loved by you.
Love is you clenching me close to your chest and my heartbeat prom to the fondness of your embrace.
Love is me accepting the aura of a new dawn.
The love diction sang to my ears.
To love you is in the remittances of soul giving, books, and novels of love.
To love and be loved is no longer a distant theme but an intimate hymn that I sing so vociferous at my palate.
Love is you clasping my hand and sing a devotion for me.
love is you being my birthplace of truce and desire that one day I will be cheerful from within.
Love is me clenching you close to my heart and creating a home where you will be in harmony.
Love is you making me feel flawless with my flaws,
It's in the phrases of inclination we whisper to each other's ears.
It's the cling to our souls that we both want the same thing -to love and be loved.
Love is us creating a fountain of in times of ore'.
It's you thrusting upon my chest when things are off your side.
It's me telling you that all will be okay when you seem to lose hope.
it's us clasping hands and singing a prayer together.
It's us reading books together.
Love is you accepting me for who I am and I honor you for who you are.
I LOVE YOU.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem