Poetry

To be a natural lover
Is what I dream of
And my dream is real
If I am really in love.

Do not make love sick
To accompany your behavior.
Love is stronger than behavior
And this reality is not a stick.

Everywhere in my heart
I feel the voice of love
To be natural when you love
Is the key to the perfection.

Natural must a lover be, 
Specific also as an unknown being; 
Then people will not understand
And will be unable to destroy “it“. 

St Antoine de la Vuadi