Love is not a complete fireworks
Passions.
Love is faithful hands in life,
She's not afraid of any black days,
No sedultation and no separation.
To love is to protect the truth,
Even rebelled against the whole universe.
To love is to be able to forgive
Everything except meanness and treason.
To love means as many times as you want
Proudly to withstand all the hardships,
But never, even in the hour of death,
Don't agree to humiliation!
Love is not a cheerful thoughtless bow
And no reproaches for hitting under the ribs.
To love is to have talent,
Maybe the biggest and kindest.
And to hell with pathetic reasoning,
All feelings will go away like water in the sand.
Only hobbies are temporary.
Love, like the sun, always lives!
And I don't care about cynical laughter
The one who can't measure the star heights.
After all, these poems are mine only for those
Who is able to love and believe with his heart!
