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...