Love, a sculptor's hand, on my spirit, descends,
Cracking the shell, where my true self transcends.
Hidden colors emerge, a vibrant display,
Where once muted tones held all feelings at bay.

Vulnerability blooms, a rose in the light,
Petals unfurl, fears banished from sight.
Strength I never knew, in me now resides,
A wellspring of courage, love gently confides.

Empathy's touch, a language I speak,
Compassion's embrace, the hurting I seek.
Love's symphony plays, on a grand, open stage,
Unveiling the beauty, of life's vibrant page.
Oh, love, we shall see it in the stars