STILL THE ONE

Love is a mystery.
It has a rhythm jst lyk poetry.
A bond between two emotionally and lives in our hearts memory.
Love only has its reflection in the lovers eyes.
Free and proud like an eagle flies.
Stays strong,in sad and happy tears,
Because real love never dies.
With all my last fears,
And all the last cries,
You are still the one I hold dear,
Still the one I want by,
Still the one I'll hold near.
NXM