A Poem is random words, making you wonder about your life.

I have tried to be perfect, now I am, I love one woman.

To sense love is easy, to give love is very difficult

After quarrel, there is only silence

Love is like a rainbow, colorful and nice, but hard to chatch

Live life, grap it now, love me and be curious, demand respect to be yourself, be my love

Waiting for a kiss, waiting for a hug, feeling your love strongly

Christmas is a hard time alone, as it is brillant in a pair

Love is more than love. Love is wild, love is vivid, and love is confusing.

What came first? Separation or Love?
I believe in love when it is mature, and I feel safe.