
Love is a fire,
that burns forever,
and now it marks,
how long we'll be together.
Love is a tower,
but it isnt frail,
it withstands,
the fastest gale.
It brought us together,
opend the door,
and left us wanting,
so much more.
but love isnt just roses,
it could be a mine,
that blows up mid-step,
leaving you scars to hide.
-NICKO-thank u
i am new to the world of poetry, so little comments like that realy lift my spirits
Beautifuly put!