My Ideal Person
To really love is not love of poems or novels.
To love is complicity, companionship, respect, what I need ...
To want to be together, to be fulfilled in the smile of the loved one
It does not take a thousand kisses day nor to be saying I love you because it is
this is a show of affection.
To love is to walk barefoot together in the rain, to play
steal flowers even the one that is born in the street, make her happy.
This is the true love of being together hand in hand
to face good and bad times, to be the safe harbor of the other.
Love is becoming one being.
Wear the same skin feel the same pain.
I can not explain love because I love with my soul
with eyes of the heart.
When I love his skin, he's mine.
No charges, competitions make our love a story
of our lives, one heart. For when souls meet at a distance it does not matter. Because that's what I really look for, I do not care about age, race, religion or color...