Endless love
It's not an illness,- a desire
To run away from delusion and meanness,
To bring in life and nurse love-fire.
A great love is not a delirium.
Thou at first love brings obsessive thoughts and actions,
You feel inside of you a bacterium,
That can't resist love as well as antibiotics' reactions.
A great love is not a mystery,
Bright blinking eyes and catchy smile-
Every love has a history,
How two together march in file.
A great love is a happiness,
A wish and will forever be the whole,
To hold and fill the emptiness
That tortured heart and soul.
A great love is a melody-
You feel, you sing, you think of,
And every step you take with lullaby
That tells a tale about endless love.
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Ольга Спирина 2 06.09.2014 21:38 Заявить о нарушении