Our love is like a flowing river.
It is smooth, but sometimes wild.
From time to time it's changing.
Our love is like a flowing river.
It is with erosion and deposition,
We give and we take.
Our love is like a flowing river.
Sometimes it is out of its beddings,
But most often it is kept together.
That's what our love is:
Our love is like a flowing river.
This poem is a poem I've written for my boyfriend and I tried to compare our love with something from nature.
