A Youthful Perception of LoveAll of the things springing inside my head,

are thoughts of love and promises once said.

All these thoughts which rooted from my intellect,

Are nonetheless mere thoughts and imperfect.

They are simply insights,

Which draw from my foresight.

They may not be taken into consideration,

But they somehow bring up a justification.

These thoughts of love are mere visions and dreams,

Of a girl like me who always beams.

Smiles at the sun whenever she sees the mirage,

Of the amicable lad she dreamt of giving her a corsage.

Its a youthful perception of how love works.

Its a young vindication of where romance lurks.

Its a promise of love which is uncertain to survive.

But this would keep on burning as long as lovers are alive.

Love may be filled with crossroads.

Love changes to several modes.

But as long as the passion is kindling,

Love is never ending.

Those are the pictures of love inside my soul.

Love is a magnificent scenario which partakes a vital role.

Someday, I wish that love would receive me that way,

So that the mirage would be brought to life and in my arms itd lay.