If its love, words cannot express.
If it is love, tears form the ink.
If it's love like love,
Lie rules like the sun in the day.
If it's love unlike love,
Lust rules like the moon in the night.
The eyes glows.
The heart jumps.
Love sleeps in the eye.
It lives in the heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem