If love is a shape then
Love is  circular
Maybe it's why a ring seals the love
between two souls.
Maybe it's why a mother's tummy is round
maternal eternal love.
Maybe it's why love is unending
no beginning,no end.
There is no beginning nor an end to a circle
the simplest of shapes
one a child draws first,
a circle can be hollow
then filled with love.
Love like a cancer grows
like a **** it creeps and stays
fits like a glove
flies on the wings of Doves
Quickly, love can turn rough
to mush, to fluff,
but that circle still stays
beauteous never superfluous a
Mellifluous unending eternal circle.