Love! Love! Great love’s incidence,
Plotted by one’s own fate coincidence,
Without roots of peerless confidence,
Sprouts buds that soothe wary hearts
The life of the sweetest song starts,
That delicious becomes the whisper,
Glances, silent lips and warm murmur,
The smiles, and every sudden gesture,
This time, that place in fall and winter,
Past, present and uncertain future,
All what love allows them to say,
Though between trust and doubt sway,
They believe promises their own way,
They are what they are, and remain,
Waiting in colors of passion to gain,
Their right of divine sweetness and pain
From the very time of unknown existence.