The utterance of words won’t make it true
The hungry look in my eyes will not establish it
My caress on your body does not necessarily confirm my love..
It is so much more that that...
It flows in my body
It lives in my blood
It travels through my veins
And moves with my every breath
The love I have for you cannot be uttered in words
My jungry eyes do not establish it
I live because you are alive
I will not exist when you die
YURI DURAAN
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-love-173/
