Pure Love

Love is looking out for you,
And knowing you are there;
Love is a dream coming true,
As to the reality and dare.

Love is wishing for the joy,
And knowing you are near;
Love is reaching to deploy
Its sensation in you… Dear.

Love is feeling your delight
And tasting your presence;
Love is searching for light
During the intimacy séance.

Love is releasing its scent
When you are just around;
Love is waiting for a hint
To keep our feet above ground.

Love is defying all the odds

And knowing it has won;
Love is relying on the holy god
For you are my only one.
Love that’s vocal…

Love isn’t words of lips
Nor snap of fingers’ tips;
Love ought to be vocal
Not universal yet local.

Love isn’t written in sky,
But in a twinkle of an eye
Starts the beautiful ride
Into the hearts and hide.

Love isn’t a matter of rush
Nor infatuations as such;
Love isn’t acts of despair
But bravery to those who dare.

Love isn’t just stay in touch
But to truly show it inasmuch;
Love is a pretty shining star
Constantly glowing with no par.

Love isn’t the feeling you own
It is to be shared and shown;
Love is an act of self giving
And to be blessed in its living.