Translation
Die Liebe
Gedicht
Love
Love
Love is like a rose Beautiful to look at in their glorious splendor, but beneath this splendor, treacherous spikes hide their face in order to adorn it with blood by an ambush.
Those who do not learn in time to recognize the signs of the times and the signs of fate will never be in control of their own love.
But love also gives you many moments of perfect happiness.
In these moments you feel how your heart starts racing like mad in your own chest, how nervousness spreads in your stomach and you think you have swallowed thousands of butterflies. A whirlwind of feelings arises that only seems to be tamed by kissing the person you love.
The longing and the shame grows to touch the lips of the beloved with his, to caress and to feel them.
But if your kiss is spurned by your loved one, a world breaks into a thousand parts.The love, which blazed long, hot and deeply, is in turn doubted. The fire of love is extinguished, trust is broken and the person who has been abandoned is damned forever to wonder ...
How the thorns of love could be overlooked.