"I Love You"

Never say,

"I Love you",

Out of temptation;

That's a sheer lie 

'Cause, Love, my friend is beyond our hold and 

Love isn't something that can be traded or sold.

That Love remains, on and off.

Love, can not be here one moment and gone the other.

Love, my friend is pure as 'Ash',

Deep as 'Smear',

Grows within and towards, 

And dies at the end of the earth.

So when, 

I say, "I love you".

I don't specifically love your body but you as a whole.

'Cause 

Love, my friend, is not work of bodies 

But an 'Art of Souls'.