What Love is?

Do tell

What the world calls romance?

Sweet, painful secret

On invisible wings – kept –

Confessed in beauty.

I want to know it.

Unnaming its sound,

Necessarily show it.

From tainted moments

Turn hearts 

To exotic lust.

Bring broken pieces together

Confine in life – trust.

With a simple look 

Understand – eyes to eyes –

Should they sense 

What it purely means

To love?

 

photo: @shanweheartit

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