Our love is classic it flow <br />right through our vein then <br />find it place in our brain, it <br />intoxicate us. Sweeter than <br />honey, stronger than wine. <br />Planted on trust, devotion and <br />care, so high that they can't <br />touch us.Bound together like <br />butterflies in erotic scene, <br />precious as music, fresh as <br />the morning dew.The word <br />hurt does not exist here, up <br />or down you stick with me <br />our love is priceless, it is <br />classic.<br /><br />Enyinwa Okechukwu Enyinwa<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/classic-love/
