Love Longs Dedication

Love could not hold

The hand that pines for many

But stays nowhere.

A moving hand is like 

The rolling stones 

That gather no mass.

Love makes both more beautiful 

Than they were ever.

It's the first impression of one's 

Falling in love.

Sound sleep and happily weep

Needs never any distance to keep

Has desire always to drown into deep

And then make a heap of memories 

Not to go across it.

Think hundred times 

Before quit the love

That is need of someone

Who is yours.

Love is not a crime 

But to quit love and deny love

If it's flourished 

Must be a offence against 

The Holy Heart.