Love, the feeling that we chase,
A force that pulls us close and tight,
A dance between our hearts and minds,
A bond that's hard to break or shake,
It lingers in our soul and stays,
A flame that's ever-bright and kind.
It can be hard to understand,
This feeling that we call 'true love,'
A mystery that's hard to trace,
But when it finds us, we hold tight,
And shake away the fear and doubt,
And let our hearts and souls unwind.
It could be found in hearts entwined,
Or in a gentle touch of hand,
It's joy that conquers all the doubt,
A magic that we call 'true love,'
And hold on to it with all our might,
And never let its hold to shake.
With every kiss, our doubts we shake,
And let ourselves be lost, to find
The ecstasy that's out in sight,
And let it burn within our hearts,
It's everything that 'true love' means,
And banishes all fears and doubts.
But sometimes there are nights of doubts,
And moments when the earth does shake,
When our love may not be what it means,
Or if it's just a figment of our mind,
But let us hold it in our hearts,
And trust in love's enduring sight.
©majesty1
M