Love is what you give to me,
in a bundle, in care,
and understanding.
Love is what we share
when we are alone,
and among millions
It is that wonderful thing
I feel inside my veins,
inside my core,
it is that thing
that is personally mine,
and no one can intrude upon.
It is that thing
that sometimes becomes
physical inside my soul
It is that thing
that makes me walk on air,
or live in an oceans bottom
without coming up for air.
It is that thing I cant seem
to touched with finger tips,
it is that thing
that takes the most durable part of me,
my heart on a ride,
and leaves my body in a trance,lifeless
floating in the air like rose petals,
floating in the wind
like seducing a perverted sun.
It is that thing like rain drops
that make roses grows from my eyes.
it is that thing
with great powers
that makes roses grow
in desserts without thorns.
You are that thing
that stops all beats
of a strong durable organ,
and surpasses the mind.
You are that thing
that performed an autopsy
on my soul being, and then resurrected me.
Souls blended with comfortable abandon
You are that thing
I belong to completely;
you are the unexplainable
you are the one that is staring
at me even in an empty room.


THE END