Melody of love

Love is the melody of heart,
Love is the symphony of soul.
It is the main for what to fight,
Both in particular and in whole.

Like sense and engine of all life,
Like the large force and the best feeling.
Which gives resources to survive,
For love in highest and fine meaning.

Love is the rahpsody of days,
Love is the nocturne of the evenings.
It takes all sadness far away,
And in its deepness are no limits.

Like beauty of the garden rose,
Like moon and stars that shine for lovers.
In letters, poems and prose
They are alone without others.

Love is the suite of morning time,
Love is the romance of the darkness.
And like the sweetest but tart wine,
It makes head spine soon with a lightness.

Like dream, like fairytale, like song,
Like ballet, opera, cantata.
It makes more wise, attentive, strong,
And it reminds a fine sonata.

Love is the aria of dreams,
The prelude of amazing story.
Like ouverture in the best films
It's full of beautiful long glory.