My Love
My ways.
I love to the depth to height
My soul is always at that side when out of sight
because your Being is my Grace.
Every day is growth of my love
a burning candle is your voice
freely and purely is my love
it’s a song of Praise.
My love is passion put to use.
My love is love
my love is your living breath,
till death, this will my love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem