Sincere's Love Poem by Ianne de Angel

A sincere love has a price too expensive
For us to describe
By the same instant it's important
It keeps being right

A sincere love is lik a jewel
collar of ruby
No one can look back
Same away he see

A prohibited love is like an apple
Impure wish it's made of
But it chnages coming tomorrow
And becomes deep something from above:

A sincere kiss does not need be correspondent
Because it has too much innocence
And there's in prohibited love
It's like an addcitive's drug

If you think a desnecessary love
Was erased, just tears would last
Is funny the love's verb
That nothing more makes its past

The love's experience
Is something we can't deny
Is not something to comment
Is something necessary in your life.