Love has many faces
That change through many years.
Love has many faces,
And some I called my dears.
Once my love was young and easy:
I felt the heart, I felt slight dizzy.
It was so wonderful, so light,
And blushed my cheeks, and sparkled eyes.
Once my love was so suspicious:
It was devoid of great delicious,
It faded quickly and left nothing -
With no regrets, with hope for nothing.
Once my love was searching:
It made my eyes to be on watching.
I looked for someone serious, attentive.
Such love was hard, appeared melting.
Once my love was calm and tender:
I felt secure, avoided danger.
I was at home, it was my place.
I loved to see the dearest face.
Love has many faces
© Copyright: Алла Антарес, 2010
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