Love is when nothing distinguishes
It is life in its singlest form.
It was the first and is the last
Also, time after time.
Love has no rhythm, it is too
Abundant to rise and fall
There can be no more nor
Less. The amount is fixed in pi.
Love has no soul, it cannot
See, it is as shapeless as
Dusk, and, as dust, finds every
Corner, and always returns.
The silent pledge is the
Best pledge.
Only those that hear it
Know it,
And those that know it
Live it.
Until Death them do part.
You are a world in a
Man, you are my heart in
My hand and my stomach
In a cup that can never
Be drained, you warm up
My soul with your pulse,
Your nostrils and your breaths,
Every hair that moves
On your face is lucky to be
Born near a warmth so
Keen it could run rings around
Me after circling the moon.
