Love that is count
I love you as I spend the rest of my keenness life.
You are what you are…
Being fragile in every step that takes us off.
I love as much as the confession of the lovers’ infinite desire.
I am what I am…
Love you so as the bouquet of roses petals.
In the gallery of your untie soul,
Seeking you within me, the inexplicable beauty…
Searching the love in you, the unfathomable feels that I have,
Is the Love that counts…
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