What is Love?

Love is a whisper in the dark,

A fire ignited by a tiny spark.

Of a hope, a touch or a gentle gaze,

A silent promise that always stays.

It is a bloom of the morning light,

A million stars that shine through the night.

The evening hour of golden haze,

And the moonlight lost in a heart’s maze.

Love is the music of the moving breeze.

A symphony of the birds on trees.

It’s the dance of the tiny spotlights,

That make their way through trees’ hides.

Love is the plan of God, divine and grand,

Woven through life by an unseen hand.

In every moment, in every soul,

Love is the thread that makes us whole.

It’s the glory of silent tears,

It’s the lore of the hearts and their precious dears.

It’s the impetus to rise again, despite a defeat.

It’s the power that makes all the hearts beat.

This word says out a universal feeling.

This word offers a remarkable healing.

To all the ones, afraid of the lunacy,

This word is nothing, but pure ecstasy.

Finally, to my love, my sweetheart,

The one who holds my soul's deepest part.

Love is what makes my dreams come true,

Love, is what I feel for you.