Something called ‘Love’...
Come, I’ll show you Something beyond the aspects of sight Something that I’ve myself never seen before Something to cherish and makes you want to be alive. I have never been there But I know that it is beauty in disguise That needs to be cleared Of the dust and kept safe in a quite paradise. I don’t know what it looks like But I know it is of the finest forms Something whiter than snow, Something kept in a secret dorm. I haven’t felt it before But I know it is softer than feathers Something that is clear with no flaw Something that is far away from haters. I haven’t heard it before But I know it has a sweet rhythm Something that touches hearts in moments Something that makes souls sense freedom. I know what to call it For it consists of letters known But the meaning behind them Is rather way more unknown. I sweetly call it ‘love’. Something left to be grown. Forever And Always...