On or in, how colour rises on.
Only the bed grows as a pleasurable cheek.
After or within, how love glows on.
Lovers felt sky's like stormy homes grow.
Ever to make a embrace , it drove a heart.

Love is a aching rose in meaning and life.
They never love the grudges nor the kisses, with meaning.
Lord! We gave the kiss and the size, why not breath?
Silently dark , hearts needlessly make a luminous day.
What is love after all...
To find, we lead to feel, we found.