TRUE LOVE
A fantasy when your young. A comfort when your old.A priceless gift, never bought nor sold.
No ,sight, no sound, no touch, no taste.
Only A powerful feeling, like the gaze upon Gods face.
When it finds you, nothing on earth can take its place.
we cant choose where it come from or who to give it too.
It’s a rare glove that fits only you.
We don’t know where, why or when.
It’s a feeling so wonderful , you just have to give in.
Once it finds you there is no end.
young or old its where life beings.
Endless like the stars above.
One word, "true love".
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