Love is passion in its rawest form…
Fire, fuelled with lust and warm
Desire pulling from you soul,
Just not wanting to let go
Love is butterflies…
Sweet goodnights and lullabies
Humming bird wings in place of heart,
Smiles and laughter from the start
Love is trust in its truest cast…
To only see future, forget the past,
To hold, steady, support and care
Knowing someone’s forever there
But love is pain…
Like lightning striking after rain,
Fear of loss suffocates,
Sheer panic of what awaits
However love is air…
Always needed, always there
A gentle kiss, a warm caress
Worth the worry and the stress
Because love is life…
The good will follow with the strife
A balance of two, once alone,
But through love become one.
