Love can’t be stolen like a thief from others.
No one can enforce it, chain it and gathers
like a painting collection or a bank account.
The one, who tries it, will only madly lathers,
wihout playing any matter like a nasty chatter,
shall become more and more ridiculously flatter,
losing not only a certain monetary amount,
but totally and finally the fake image count.
by Petia Ganeva