Anika Subramaniam

You are my description of love:

You are my description of love
You are my description of friend
You are my description of everything
You are my description of beginning to end.

You have put me on a pedestal
You make me feel ten feet tall
You've always been there for me
You've loved me through it all.

You've stood by me through thick and thin
You've always been patient and kind
Just thought I'd let you know
You're the owner of this heart of mine.

So you ask how long I'll love you
Well this is what I have to say
Past, present, future, always
Forever and a day!

Love Is Beautiful:

Love is precious in many ways.
Love is embrace passion.
Love is eternal happiness.
Love is heart felt emotions.
Love is the understanding of one another.
Love is that special someone.
Love is flying without wings.
Love is the joy you feel with someone.
Love is caring for someone special.
Love is that who touches your heart.
Love is what makes your heart beat.
Love is the healing power of your heart and soul.
Love is that beauty within.
Love is what makes dreams come true.
Love is the fuel of the heart and soul.
Love is the foundation of life.
Love is the meaning of life.

Forever Love:

I never asked
For a blessing like you.
Like I've spoken to God
And my wishes came true.

I asked for a person
To love and to hold.
To be loyal and faithful
Not angry and cold.

God placed you on Earth
As I quested to find,
The one who would be there
So sweet and so kind.

In my wildest dreams
I would have denied.
That something so perfect
Could at all be supplied.
You have such a sweet face But you are so much more. You're my friend and I love you. Your flaws I ignore. With this small, simple statement I give you and pray, That you'll love me forever, And forever you'll stay.

The Destiny of Love:

From the place, love was loosed at birth.
It came to live in hearts, upon this earth.

But nature has, and attribute so strong.
That nothing cupid does, can hold it long.

For destiny will scorn, a guiltless life.
With fairy tailed perceptions, wrong or right.

Cupid's strength, although is great in power.
When nature comes, will hide inside its tower.

Predictable nature's flesh, will one day bite.
For time is on the side, where strong resides.

When nature rears its head, love can lose its grace.
Cupid's arrow then can fall, as if it never was in place

Now love can last, but respect for loves a must.
Nature's greatest weapon used, an issue we call trust.