Once you feel

You will never need to know

That is love that the love completes the feeling

Onward upward and we grow

Can feel somethings different in there

Like admiring, inspired, and always happy

And sometimes

You can feel different kind of emotions

Happy, sad, lonely, and broken hearted

You can sure if your beloved one

Are the perfect and the chosen one

That for you

Loving is like Trying

it so you can feel and see

What is wrong

And what is right

You give to me hope

And help me to cope

When life pulls me down

You bring me around

You teach me to care

And help me to share

You make me honest

With kindness the best

From you I learned love

With grace from above

It’s for you I live

And I want to give

You are the reason

That fills each season

When I hear love I think of you

You are my world and best friend too

I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times…

In life after life, in age after age, forever.

My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,

That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms

In life after life, in age after age, forever.

Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, its age-old pain,

Its ancient tale of being apart or together.

As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,

Clad in the light of a pole-star piercing the darkness of time:

You become an image of what is remembered forever.

You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount.

At the heart of time, love of one for another.

We have played along side millions of lovers, shared in the same

Shy sweetness of meeting, the same distressful tears of farewell-

Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever.

Today it is heaped at your feet, it has found its end in you

The love of all man’s days both past and forever:

Universal joy, universal sorrow, universal life.

The memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours –

And the songs of every poet past and forever.

Relationship is just a word, A cold technical word,

And when you want to talk about

The relationship

It is like a slap in the face

I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times…

In life after life, in age after age, forever.

My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs,

That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms,

In life after life, in age after age, forever.

Whenever I hear old chronicles of love, its age-old pain,

Its ancient tale of being apart or together.

As I stare on and on into the past, in the end you emerge,

Clad in the light of a pole-star piercing the darkness of time:

You become an image of what is remembered forever.

You and I have floated here on the stream that brings from the fount.

At the heart of time, love of one for another.

We have played along side millions of lovers, shared in the same

Shy sweetness of meeting, the same distressful tears of farewell-

Old love but in shapes that renew and renew forever.

Today it is heaped at your feet, it has found its end in you

The love of all man’s days both past and forever:

Universal joy, universal sorrow, universal life.

The memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours –

And the songs of every poet past and forever.

Oh, love is a word, a nice word,

But how can it convey what I feel for you.

Everything leads me to you.

Everything I do is for you.