Love in the songs try-1

I have never known how people

feel it - love-

spoken of in the songs.

I have loved many people

in my life

and in my memory - they still live

not as paintings -but as live men, 

they've often been spotted in some 

regular dreams.

A lady I daily see - 

she has an unbreakable faith and mercy 

on me

A man, he comes less often -

a soldier by profession - to us, he softens.

A girl I remember, she was fourteen - 

dark as amber and sweet as honey;

another had curly hair 

and we often fought sitting on those 

classroom chairs.

a boy often comes to my thoughts

when I think

tall and nasty, maybe my brother I think;

another boy, he is a little soft,

had a little obsession with digital sprees

but that seldom stopped him from being 

the sweetest to be.

I have never, in my life tried 

to speak the verses poets write

and yet they are somewhere still

and we know, we'll be and forever will.