What is love?
The gentle caress of a dove?
Is it as we believe,
A matter of birds and bees?
But I cannot conceive
That it could so easily leave.
For I feel nothing so light
That it could be made to take flight.
Then what do I feel?
Are hearts free to steal?
Am I such a bad thief,
Who would leave herself no relief?
But no Goddess must
Create such a love without trust.
Those who live with that shock
Would keep their hearts under lock.
Why do I love?
Is it your silver tongue?
Is it kind pleasantries,
That make me weak in the knees?
But the siren's song
Cannot enchant me for long.
A nice mask is a wonder
But bores with no man under.
What should I do?
Am I meant to be with you?
Is it some trick of fate,
That has brought me to this state?
But I finally understand
The emptiness of my demand.
I come alive in your presence,
All else is meaningless.
***
A beauty so divine
A beauty so divine
Lives deep in your heart
Awaiting the moment
When true love can start.
A beauty so tender
It shines through your eyes
Like the stars up above
In the silky blue skies.
Such a beautiful person
Inside and out
The one who taught me
What love is about
Passion and sharing
In all that you do
Trust and Respect
In them and in you
Your love is so beautiful
And you so divine
you are heaven sent
One day you'll be mine.
