the love is a glance which shined
and also a peaceful pleasure
the love means to love yourself
and also passion for the other
the dove that sang in the dawn
the unremembered beautiful words
the love is the trembling lips
the every word of which is a grief word
the love is a sun which you can't reach
the love is tears which you can't stop
the love is when the infinity ceases
when the breathing struggles for the life
the power of the history before us
its speed which turned the light
the love is a picture of the happiness
not the happiness itself, like they say