The Story Of Love

Boundless, infinite and vast
Love needs no boundaries, nor it ever halts
It's like the  river,the one Coelho talks about 
with no explanation of why it flows on a certain path.

Love thrives in the universe our eyes behold.
I have felt the love in the rain that transcends,
sensed it in the flowers that gloom.
Love took me to see the shining stars,
and then it surfaced with the rising sun.

It grows with me, it grows within you.
I love your heart, i love your soul.
I love how you speak so elegantly pure.
I love your strength and i love how you fight.
I love you for everything that makes you,  
so angelic and lovable. So true.


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