Love,
something everyone is infatuated with.
The rhythmic beat of a heart,
warm touching of a hands
small moments shared between two
curves of warm smiles-
warmly lit flowers every month,
Vases are never empty.
Houses, always full.
Of joy, of laughter.
Soft flickering of a candle
one lit at dinner.
the faint scent of perfume.
Shimmering pictures of you and i,
waiting for One another,
walking with One another.
Gentle kisses on the forehead,
longing gazes that speak-
sometimes more than words ever could.
"I Love you".
Being as new and fresh as dew,
beautiful, pure Love
Love experienced by me and you.
Feb 6
Feb 6, 2026 at 10:27 AM UTC
Love,
something everyone is infatuated with.
The rhythmic beat of a heart,
warm touching of a hands
small moments shared between two
curves of warm smiles-
warmly lit flowers every month,
Vases are never empty.
Houses, always full.
Of joy, of laughter.
Soft flickering of a candle
one lit at dinner.
the faint scent of perfume.
Shimmering pictures of you and i,
waiting for One another,
walking with One another.
Gentle kisses on the forehead,
longing gazes that speak-
sometimes more than words ever could.
"I Love you".
Being as new and fresh as dew,
beautiful, pure Love
Love experienced by me and you.
New style of poems so idk.