Love Has no shape Love Has no colour Love Has no meaning Love Has no dimension Love Is different for each………….
For others, Love Could be craving for body Love Could be making out in bed Love Could be lust between two couples Love Could be vulgarity couples offer Love Could be kissing all-day Love Could be in laughing all the way Love Could be crying together Love Could be comforting each other Love Is different for each…………
For me, Love Is the way she stalks me Like a tigress stalking from behind bushes Love Is the way she talks to me Like sweet raindrops of love falling on my body Love Is the way she cares for me Like air, can’t be seen, but exists Love Is the way her heart beats for me Like waves in the ocean on their way to my beach Love Is the way she sparkles with her smile Like a spectrum of colors vivid and bright
Love, Is a feeling she feels Love, Is an emotion she exhibits Love, Is the bond she has with me that she carries Actually, She Is Love in disguise The only definition, Of love in my life The lone Love, Of my Lonely Life